Battle-Crazed Fist
Lane then gathered her mana within her fingertips, she then stretched her fingers outward making her right hand look like a spear, she then pierced through the armor of the ogre and was able to penetrate through it and dug her hand into the back of the ogre's neck.
The giant creature froze.
For a brief second, the entire battlefield seemed to pause.
Lane could feel the resistance of thick muscle, bone, and flesh beneath her fingers. The moment her hand reached deeper, she felt something snap.
A pulse of force traveled through the ogre's body.
Its remaining eye widened.
Then the life within it began fading.
"Found it," Lane muttered.
The ogre tried to move.
Tried to turn.
Tried to grab her.
But its body no longer obeyed.
Victor had taught her many things.
Sometimes strength wasn't about hitting harder.
Sometimes it was about hitting the right place.
Looks like he was right again.
A small smile appeared on her face.
