The Celestial of War continued his relentless assault, not giving the orc chief a single moment to recover. His strikes were ruthless, efficient, and fluid—each one flowing into the next like a deadly dance.
Forced onto the defensive, the orc chief's face grew grim.
After his death, he had awakened anew under the blessing of his goddess—reborn with enhanced strength, speed, stamina, and resilience. No longer just the leader of a minor clan, he had returned as a being of formidable might. He had believed himself strong enough to challenge even the leaders of major clans, and the death of the dwarf king by his hands had only reinforced that belief.
But now, that confidence shattered.
He couldn't even hold his ground against a Celestial—not the Celestial King, but just a Celestial.
