The silence following Luk'Tar's fall was abruptly shattered by Lak'Ran's furious bellow.
"Seize him! He used a weapon! He defied the law of Duel! We must not accept that he cheated! Seize that damn Labor Ooooorc!!"
His voice echoed across the clearing, filled with righteous anger, and furious growl as.
Instantly, all eyes turned toward Volk.
The Orcs and Elves, stunned by the brutal fight, now seemed confused, their faces saying they were caught between Lak'Ran's command and the truth of what had just unfolded.
Volk stood tall, his chest heaving as he held the Axe of Dissection.
"Ha!" "Ha!" "Ha!"
He couldn't help and exhale and inhale deep air as he felt it was too taxing to use the boxing moves.
"I'm still not used to those moves!"
He knew Lak'Ran would try to turn the tide against him. He could feel the tension in the air. But he wasn't about to let that happen.
