One of the most important factors in battle was battle experience. One could have the strength but without experience, it was possible for them to lose to someone weaker than them. Battle experience involved one's adaptability to changes in a battle for instance.
For the girls to lose themselves after the death of one of their friends they could call sister, it just showed how inexperienced they were. But that was to be expected. It was the first time time they had witnessed such a thing.
One could see the tears falling from their eyes as they tried to scream only to find their voice had deserted them. They were yet to register the actions of the orc which was now slicing its sword at one of the remaining girls.
Even when she died, they never realized it. This scene was going to be etched in their young brains for the rest of their lives. It was going to haunt them everyday. Everything before them was a blur and their thoughts were in disarray.
It was when the blood sprayed on their face that brought them back. It was then their voices came back to them and suddenly a girl screamed as she stared at the headless body of their friend.
She was yet to register the other girl who had been sliced into two symmetric halves. She screamed threatening to shatter her vocal chords. The girl who talked most was standing close to the girl who had been sliced into two.
She was the first to register the second death as most blood fell on her. Her eyes widened as her vision became blurry and she screamed even louder than the girl who had screamed first.
Her scream caused all the eyes to turn in her direction. They first saw her bloodied body and they looked at the ground to see the two halves of their friend. Even the veiled girl could not help bet scream on top of her voice.
Still, she did not have the courage to move. Her legs trembled as the grip on her spear loosened and the spear slipped through her fingers and fell on the ground with a clang as she fell on he knees as tears fell from her cheeks.
As for the girl who spoke most, she had once again caught herself in a stupor. She trembled and her vision was blurry. She held her skirt tightly as she trembled. At the moment, she could do nothing.
Even the air around her seemed to have gone still and become solid for it could not pass through her nostrils. The orc was finding this enjoyable. The fact that it could hear the screams made it want to hear more. It felt like music...
It did not hesitate and sliced its sword at the girl who was in a stupor. The orc sliced the sword diagonally and cut the girl into two pieces too.
"Nooo!!!" The veiled girl screamed as the broad sword sliced through the girl. She screamed and her voice was turning hoarse but she could not stop herself from screaming despite her voice betraying her.
The other girl this time was angry. She held her sword with both hands and without care in the world, she charged at the orc screaming on top of her voice.
"Stop!!" The veiled girl shouted hoarsely at the girl who was charging blindly. But she could not even raise her hand as she watched helpless as the girl approached the orc.
The orc looked at the girl amusedly. Its face showed what appeared like a grin. It laughed maniacally as it watched the girl jump and slice at it. It swung its sword at the girl who was mid air.
The swords collided but instead of pushing the girl away, the broad sword slashed through the girl's sword and then reached her neck slicing it as her head rolled in the air and fell on the ground with a small thud.
The body fell on the feet of the orc and without second thought, it stomped on it turning it into nothing but paste as blood spluttered in all direction. It slammed its fists on its chest. It roared and laughed maniacally. Its bull like horns made it appear even more terrifying.
In her mind, this war was over and also her fate was sealed. She shed more tears as though they were coming from and endless source. She could no longer scream as her voice had turned to a whisper.
Her mind was in turmoil. What had she just witnessed? Why had she survived? Why had she been made the leader of this training session? Why could she not move? Where was her strength? Why was it that she was the only one who had dropped on her knees?
Had her friends not all died standing? Why was it that she was kneeling and shaking? Was she not their leader who was supposed to make sure that they all survived? What had she done? Had she not made sure that she was the only one surviving at the moment?
She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. She then opened her eyes with them giving a golden brown color. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand as she reached for her spear. She gripped it tightly and she stood up with resolve written on her face.
The air around her seemed to get agitated as a turbulent wind blew from her body. Her grip on the spear tightened and one could see as the spear turned into a glaive which she held with both hands.
Without hesitation, she charged at the orc which was five meters from her. A golden glow lit at the tip of the glaive. The Orc which had been stunned when the girl stood up felt an overwhelming amount of fear as it watched the girl charge at it.
But it quickly got over the fear as it watched the girl charged at it. Instead, what appeared like a smile appeared on its lips as it got excited and slashed its sword downward at the girl.
The orc thought that the girl had lost he mind too as she did not raise her weapon to defend. The sword was few meters away from her yet she was not defending. An easy prey, or so it thought until the disappeared when the sword was about to reach her.
The orc was caught off guard by her sudden disappearance. Its sword was not even about to reach the ground when the girl appeared behind the orc and pierced at its back.
This was one of the ultimate techniques of her family and she was just in the early stages of using it. It was currently the only one she could use at the moment but its effect was devastating to the opponent.
It gave her an exponential increase in strength for a short while. Ten seconds was her limit and it was why she had waited until the opponents sword was almost about to reach her before she took action.
The technique mainly emphasized on strength but it also required speed. She had learnt something when she saw that guy kill the previous orc. She could not delude herself that she could slice its neck. But she was sure that she could stab the orc with that attack.
With how limited her time was, she could not afford to make mistakes. Appearing behind the orc, she relaxed her mind as she pierced the glaive into the orc's back. The orc did not have a chance to counter as the glaive pierced into it it.
But did it need to counter? Of course not. It was sure that the glaive could not do it any harm. The glaive met a hard surface and to the shock of the veiled girl, he glaive cracked and broke into pieces.
She lost her balance and she fell on the back of the orc. It was at this moment that her fear kicked in once again. She fell on the hard skin which was sturdier than concrete. She fell on her back horror written on her face.
She looked below her and saw that the glaive's blade had fallen on the ground and by some miracle, its tip was facing up directly below her.
'So this is how I die. Sorry girls. Let's meet on the other side,' she thought as she gave up. She had done her best.
She closed her eyes and accepted her fate. At that moment, the orc's sword just hit the ground creating another crater. She waited for what seemed like forever so that the glaive would pierce and end her life.
But to her surprise, she never reached the ground. Instead, she was suspended in the air few millimeters from the glaive. She could not understand what was happening. She opened her eyes and for the first time she felt the two arms holding her. One on her back and the other one under her knees.
But she did not get the chance to register who it was as she turned to look at the orc which turned swiftly and slashed the sword at them. Only when she thought that she had been saved...