The barrage of arrows stopped as the massive orc stepped onto the small clearing near the wooden hut.
Its crimson red eyes narrowed, looking in the direction of the tree they were hiding behind, before it suddenly dropped its bow to the ground with a heavy thud.
Damon frowned. 'What is it-'
No more than a second after the bow hit the ground, the orc pulled a large cleaver-like sword from its back and let out a deafening growl that seemed more like a way of communicating something rather than a mindless sound.
Damon stared downfounded for a moment before stepping out of the cover of the tree.
'It realised we can simply hide from the arrows, so it wants to face us head on...' Damon almost scoffed at the idea, but stopped himself. If the monster wanted a head-on battle, then he would give it to him.
Without wasting a second, he pulled out his Jian sword and walked casually toward the clearing.
