"GRRAHH!" The orc roared, bringing its mace down in a vertical strike.
Vlad jumped sideways to dodge it. However, the moment the mace struck the ground, it tore the earth open, sending dust and debris in every direction. The impact was so destructive that it sent Vlad skidding several feet backward.
The orc bolted towards him with its heavy body, the reverberation spreading through the land. Once Vlad was within range again, it swung the mace, aiming for his torso.
Vlad hurled himself into the air, letting the mace pass beneath his feet. He landed on the orc's head and brought his blade down vertically.
The tip had barely touched its skull when the orc's massive fist came for him.
He stopped the attack midway and jumped down, landing behind it.
"Its movements are simple and slow, but the strength behind its attacks is no joke," Vlad muttered, his crimson eyes sharpening as he stared at the orc. Now that he had analysed its attacking pattern, it was time for the counterstrike.
