As the Golems attacked, unlike in other realms, the orcs weren't in despair, fleeing away, or screaming for help. They stood still, appearing prepared to attack the Golems at that very moment, only refraining from doing so because there was already a group of people facing them.
"What a nice punch," Edward said, looking at the hole in the ground, then turning his gaze to the Golem that disappeared in front of him, realizing the danger of being so close to Edward.
"What's up? Playing tough with me now? You attacked me and didn't even let me have my turn?" Edward quickly turned around, seeing the Golem preparing to attack again.
Edward smiled; his right fist was covered in dark mana, and moving his arm faster than the Golem's attack, he fired something akin to a black bullet—a large dark mass that shot out of his fist, hitting the orc's abdomen, piercing through it and creating a hole.
