The green-skinned Orc swung his massive axe to launch a skill, aiming at General Luo Ze in front of him, while General Luo Ze raised his sword to counter.
"Clang clang clang," in an instant, the two clashed several more times.
Former National Guardian General Walsh Eden exhaled a breath of stale air, the repeated clashes pushing his body to the brink.
If only he were a bit younger, if his heart still had pillars of support...perhaps he could continue fighting.
Now, he could only resist as much as he could calculate.
Walsh Eden was like a man half buried in soil, with nothing left to hold onto. Donating this life to the Empire was not a big deal.
Walsh Eden swung the sword blade in his hand once more, colliding again with the Orc's axe.
The crisp sound of weapons clashing echoed on the battlefield, a strong hurricane centered around the two, whipping sand and dust onto nearby soldiers.
"Crack—Fizz—"
