As Felix stood in the middle of a gang of bloodthirsty Orcs who were dying to rush at him, numerous ideas flew right through his head on how to deal with the situation.
'I could use Earth Swimming and go hiding again before sneaking attacks at them, but....'
He glanced at the growling monsters around him with narrowed eyes.
All of them had their eyes fixed on him as they were afraid he would escape right under their nose again like he had done the previous times.
'.....I'm tired of always running away.'
Before the Orcs could rush at him, Felix had made a decision and started his plan.
"Quicksand!"
With him as the centre, the surrounding land started to soften which irked the Orcs to take a step back.
Altogether there were four Rank 2 Orcs and about fifty Rank 1 Orcs, who were all separated from Felix by the quicksand area.
