With her eyes closed and her hands not attached to any weapons, it seemed like the Ogre King was open and vulnerable to any attacks from Valore at the moment.
However, Valore hesitated to do so, and for one simple reason: the fear of the unknown.
He didn't know if Brunt wanted to lure him in.
He didn't know what that stance was supposed to do.
There were too many unknowns for him to blindly spring into action.
Instead, the elf took a defensive stance in the battle with his swords ready to go at any time.
Meanwhile, Brunt was busy muttering inaudible words; words that Valore did not understand.
The ground quaked and a crack spread out from where Brunt was standing, stretching far ahead as she continued her incantation.
The Ogre King then slammed her palm on the ground when she was done.
The ground trembled harder and eventually broke apart, forming rubbles as a gigantic creature manifested from beneath it.
