"You butcher! You killed my husband, you killed my nephew! I wish I could cut you to pieces!" Azuka roared in fury. The rage emanating from her body was almost tangible. Gathering all her anger, she leaped high into the air, her blade igniting with a crimson flame as she brought it down with an unstoppable momentum!
A golden light also surged from Arthas's body. After activating Ardent Defender, he focused his gaze on Azuka's longsword. In his vision, he could no longer see the Orc, only the trajectory of her blade!
CLANG!
For the first time, Arthas didn't meet the attack head-on. Instead, he used a technique of striking the insubstantial to hit the real, avoiding the sharp point of the sword and using his shield to strike the flat of the blade, breaking Azuka's killing move at its weakest point!
SMACK! The longsword was slapped aside, leaving a bloody gash on Azuka's face and sending her stumbling backward, her face a mask of disbelief. How was that possible! That was the strongest move of her entire life, a sure-kill strike that combined all her skills! And he had just dodged it like that!
Jaina clasped her hands together, praying for Arthas. Watching the perilous duel, her red lips were slightly parted as she prayed and worried for her beloved.
In contrast, the expression under the Orc Blademaster Samuro's demonic mask turned to one of utter astonishment. His master's combat skills were becoming more and more proficient.
How could he execute such a smooth parry? To be able to avoid the sharp edge and strike the weak point directly—this opened a whole new door for him, a door to honing his skills! His respect for Arthas grew even deeper. This was a master-level performance!
"How is that possible!" Azuka's composure was starting to crack. She couldn't believe that the skills she had honed for decades were nothing before a mere brat! Her mind was in turmoil, though not yet broken. She angrily continued her assault, the wild waves of flame almost melting the stones.
BANG! With the same focused expression, Arthas used his longsword to parry her attack, then closed the distance and smashed his shield into Azuka, leaving her dizzy and stumbling backward. Thud! Thud! Thud! He didn't stop, delivering a continuous barrage of punches and kicks, each blow aimed at a vital spot. The pommel of his sword slammed viciously into the carotid artery in her neck. The sudden impact nearly caused the blood vessel to burst!
Her blood circulation halted for a moment, and Azuka's vision went black; she could barely see anything. It was a symptom of ischemic hypoxia, not blindness.
CLANG! Arthas knocked Azuka's longsword away and casually picked it up. He punched her in the face again and again, making her see stars and her nose bleed.
"Ah!" Arthas lifted her high up. The hundred-plus-pound female Orc was hoisted over his head and then violently slammed down. Her waist crashed onto his knee. The force of gravity and acceleration caused Azuka to spit out a mouthful of old blood, her consciousness fading. She was powerless to fight back. Even on the verge of death, she couldn't understand why her swordsmanship had been broken, why she had lost to a brat whose strength was far inferior to her own!
Arthas dragged Azuka, who was like a dead pig, back to his lines and pulled her into an abandoned house. "Guard the outside. I'm going to interrogate her."
Samuro nodded and entered a state of invisibility. Captain Falric continued to stand guard with the royal guards. Their primary objective had always been to protect the prince; killing enemies on the battlefield was secondary.
He threw Azuka onto the bed. It was a typical elven residence, temporarily abandoned due to the Orc invasion. Arthas began to remove Azuka's armor, healing her slightly with the Holy Light to keep her from dying.
Only when the armor was stripped off did he realize how toned the female Orc's body was.
She was built similarly to a human female, but her abdomen, arms, thighs, and calves all had clearly defined muscles. After long campaigns and being stuffy in her armor, a sweaty odor gradually spread through the air.
Arthas took off the armor, spread Azuka's legs, and spat on her neatly trimmed pubic hair. He rubbed his erect cock against it a few times. Then, with a forceful thrust, he pushed in, using the saliva as lubricant!
"Hah!" Azuka's muscles instantly tensed up, and Arthas also sucked in a sharp breath.
It was tight! Very tight!
The walls of her vagina clamped and sucked powerfully, but it was still a bit dry. Left with no choice, he continued to use Flash of Light to heal Azuka while simultaneously caressing her nipples to stimulate her arousal.
Azuka never imagined this human would be so audacious as to dare to rape her! With the strange sensation from her breasts and the pressure on her lower body, she couldn't help but start to feel aroused.
To be defiled by the powerful man who had defeated her was not considered a disgrace among the orcs. The strong could always bully the weak as they pleased—a fact Gul'dan knew all too well, as he had been one of the bullied. And for the victor to defile the vanquished was a perfectly normal occurrence.
"Azuka, I'll fuck you to death, my slut!" Arthas began to thrust energetically, his cock stirring the slick fluids secreted in her vagina, making squelching sounds. After his period of extreme focus, his body actually felt a sense of weakness from having exhausted his energy. It was a transcendent reaction that came after concentrating so intensely on one thing.
He needed a woman now to vent his bestial lust. Finding another woman wasn't quite right, and a violent mood was surging within him, so he wished he could fuck the female orc beneath him to death!
"Oh... ah..." Azuka moaned without reservation. Despite still feeling weak and in pain, she was beginning to enjoy it. The impact gave her the illusion of being conquered.
Conquered by a human? It was too absurd, yet so incredibly real. She expertly writhed her hips, raising her buttocks as Arthas thrust in to let his flesh rod go deeper. Several times, it hit her cervix, and the sensation was so pleasurable that her eyes rolled back. The satisfaction of having her tight passage pried open inch by inch was indescribable.
Arthas panted for a moment. The sensation from his flesh rod was just like the first time, so intensely pleasurable. With every pump, a numbing pleasure shot from his glans, making it difficult for him to control his pace as he thrust faster and faster to obtain more pleasure. Waves of ecstasy surged like a tide, making his scalp tingle as he frantically thrust his lower body.
"Slut! Does it feel good?"
"It does! So good! Fuck me! Conquer me!" Azuka began to writhe wildly, meeting Arthas's impacts. This was a female orc, a member of a shameless race. As long as you could defeat them, you could enjoy their bodies! If you were defeated, the price was your life!