Things were looking grim for everyone. The orcs had the advantage despite being outnumbered. They were stronger than us, with our only combatant that could match and even outpower them currently not in his right state of mind.

  Sensing how bad things were getting, my fellow kobolds had decided to retreat from the danger. Unfortunately, the orc that I was just facing had its eyes on them. It readied its fists with the intent to pummel them, the damage on its arm that I inflicted already healing up.

  “Run now!!” one of the kobolds yelled in a panic, the little lizards tried to scatter and get away from the danger, but the orc was proving to be surprisingly fast and was already catching up with them. It wouldn’t be long before it would catch up to them. Seeing their impending doom the three stooges began to yell in tears.

  “DAMN IT DAMN IT!!!”

  “WE SHOULDN’T HAVE FOLLOWED THAT FUCKING LUNATIC!!”

  “NOW WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!!!!”

  Its large fist was ready to flatten the nearest kobold, its shadow looming over him as the poor lizard could only covered his head for the inevitable….

  Suddenly a large pillar of rock pierced through its arm from the ground, the sudden jolt of pain stopping the orc in its attack. A voice echoes through the cavern walls, stopping everyone in their tracks.

  “DON’T YOU DARE!!! .... HARM MY MINIONS!!! …”

  The source of the voice came from me, the look of surprise was plastered over everyone’s faces. Before them I stood, my body dripping in blood and barely standing up. My arm that had just recovered stood limp while the other one was barely keeping a grip on my weapon. There was an intense glare coming from my eyes as they were only focused on my prey.

  My legs were shaking, barely able to keep themselves up, but they started to move on their own. Rushing towards the orc as it recovers and removes his arm off the pillar, I barely managed to lift up my armed weapon and aimed it towards my opponent. The orc managed to free its arm as it changes its focus on me, ignoring the fleeing kobolds entirely.

  As he closes the distance, chunks of [Iron] start to suddenly fall around me from my [Dimensional Box]. They start to move on their own and towards my weapon, absorbing into it as the blade reforges with the base of it made of iron and the edge silver as it rapidly extends, piercing right at the same arm that was attacked earlier right through its flesh! Afterwards the tip of the blade starts to split and curve back, hooking itself to its arm.

  I retracted the blade back but because of our weight difference I was instead pulled by it, bringing me closer to the orc. Not letting me have my way, the orc readied its fist and tried to slam at me while I was in midair. I anticipated that and had reforged the ground near me to create a rock wall to guard me, taking the force of the impact. But it was too strong, as it crumbled easily, though not before managing to slow down its attack just enough to have it barely miss me.

  I managed to latch on to its arm and begin to swing around it before it could react, my weapon still being hooked on it starting to twist and turn inside its flesh before fully retracting back to its original sword shape. Having missed its target, it ended up punching its own cut up arm, which was enough to dismember it! It roared in pain having lost an arm but despite that, it was already starting to slowly heal.

  The orc looked to be out of breath, barely able to keep itself standing. I took that moment to aim my blade using the same trick to extend and pierce his other arm! And before giving it another moment I focused on causing various spikes to forge through its arm only to suddenly stretch and thin towards each other forming a circular blade, cleanly slicing its remaining arm! The loss of its extra arm must have been too much for the orc as after one more painful wail it fell to the ground.

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  That was one down, four more to go. I took a glance at the other fighters to see how they were doing, and it wasn’t looking good. The wolves were still deep in facing just one of the orcs and while they had started off at a standstill it was clear they were getting exhausted and might lose soon. Meanwhile Mordred had started to slow down, there were many fresh scars on his body and his armor was in shreds. It seemed like that he was finally starting to come out of his rage state as his attacks seemed more focused and less sloppy. But it was too late as at this point, he had suffered more damage than the three orcs.

  I had to act quickly but there was one order of business to take care of. I faced the shivering kobolds and gave them an order.

  “If you don’t desire to fight then get out of here!! It’s gotten too dangerous here and I can’t secure your safety!!”

  Not taking the moment to see their response I immediately run towards to the wolves, my legs were practically giving out, but I had to endure it a bit more and gave them their orders “Focus all your attacks on one limb at a time and dismember them!!”

  They understood their alpha’s orders and proceeded to attack the legs, starting with its right leg. They bite, gnaw, and claw at its feet. Flesh was exposed as it slowly starts to regenerate, but the constant onslaught was too much for it to keep up. I wanted to help them, but both my arms had already given out, I was barely able to lift even one of them and I was forced to sheath my weapon. The best I could do was protect them from the furious counterattacks of the monster, forging cover from the rocks around them and shielding them from each of its attacks, either slowing or stopping its advance each time.

  My mana reserves were barely keeping up and I had to be a bit more creative on my shields to conserve my use. They had just managed to cut up one of their legs and had proceeded to focus on the next one. They proved to be much more efficient this time around as it didn’t take long to cut off its other leg! Having lost both its legs the orc fell to the ground, unable to get itself up but still struggling to fight us back out of anger. It was clear that it would be futile even as his legs were slowly beginning to regenerate, as his body was clearly fatigued from doing so.

  All that was left now was Mordred who was still struggling with the last three enemies. He seemed to have finally come out of his rage state, but unfortunately, he was completely exhausted. His movements were a lot slower and there was less of impact from his swings. I wasn’t the only one who noticed as the orcs took the opportunity to take aggressive action. Their attacks were relentless, they stopped focusing on just attacking his blind spot and instead just attacking every opportunity they could. Even if Mordred managed to land a hit, it was too shallow and barely slowed their assault.

  “Mordred!!” I had to help my henchman now and was already ready to run to him! But my legs had completely given out and I fell to my knees. I couldn’t even muster enough mana to shield him, I was completely spent! I had thought to call in the wolves, but they were exhausted from their own fight as well… It seemed like there was nothing I could do….

  …

  Dammit!! No, I can’t give up now!! I mustered all my strength, trying to force my body to move!! My body was in pained but I didn’t care right now!! My whole body was shaking as I managed to get up and took a step forward. My body was raring to go as I struggled to take another step-

  But then suddenly something unexpected happened…

  A flurry of kobolds had appeared and pile drive at the orcs, [Iron Daggers] at hand as they proceeded to repeatedly to stab at the backs of their adversaries, though it was easy for me to tell that their whole bodies were shaking like crazy. It was clear that they were scared out of their minds!

  “Shit Shit Shit!! Why are we doing this?!!”

  “I don’t know I don’t know!! My body just moved on their own!!”

  “Mine too!! Fuck, the chief must be rubbing off on us!!”

  Even the three stooges were joining in on the fight… I wanted to help them, but everything started to get blurry… the last thing I could see was the wicked smile coming off of Mordred’s face…

  …

  …

  As I regained consciousness, I slowly opened my eyes; I was feeling rather dizzy though it only took me a moment to remember. I tried to move but my body was throbbing in pain and refused to obey me. I only managed to move my head and I looked around frantically, wanting to know what had happened! It didn’t take too long for me to see the results.

  The sight before was of amazement, before me I saw the exhaustion of all my followers, they seemed battered but alive! Surrounded by the unconscious bodies of our enemies. The outcome was clear… we had won!!!

  And now….

  The territory was now mine!!!

  Veehahahahaha!!~