"Watch out–!" He yelled out.
The moment his warning came, a flash of immense magical pressure emitted from the Orc God in the form of overwhelmingly bitter ice propelled outwards in a shock wave, quenching the flames with an immediate, cold arm.
As the apex of heat and the zenith of cold met so abruptly, a reaction came from the rapidly expanding particles within the air, knocking everyone back.
Almost seemingly out of spite, the Orc God leapt up, catching the draconic, fire-spewing man and slamming him to the ground, kicking his chest, before attempting to stomp him, only saved by a blast of wind from Elena that knocked Akanni out of the way.
"Ghh…!" Akanni let out.
He knew by watching the way Akanni drew rugged breaths that the man was likely out of the battle after a blow like that.
