With a furious roar, one of the lionesses moved in a blur and bit down furiously on the hand wielding the mighty warhammer.
Orphalon let out a painful groan as his warhammer was knocked far to the side.
His eye glowed red with fury as he used his free hand to form a fist and struck the lioness on the head repeatedly.
The lioness could only let out a tragic whimper as it rolled off to the side, twitching repeatedly, its life or death unknown.
Orphalon breathed rapidly, the wild and brutal aura brought out by his cyclops DNA now completely unleashed.
He stood face to face with the remaining lioness, looked at the injury on his right arm, and frowned.
The warhammer was too far away to reach without falling victim to the lion's attack.
'Well, since I can't retreat, we can only go forward.'
Orphalon took in a deep breath, let out a furious war cry, and charged towards the beast.
