The scorching flames had completely no effect on Damien!
The orc choked, body twitching. Damien wrenched the blade out sideways. The commander collapsed to his knees, coughing blood.
The rest of the squad swirled and adjusted their attacks efficiently.
One orc roared, leapt forward, and brought down a cleaver with the weight of a falling boulder. Damien side-stepped. The cleaver struck ground, splitting the earth.
A second orc circled behind him with twin daggers alight with ember runes. Damien spun and parried with the flat of his blade, then delivered a precise elbow to the orc's face. The orc's skull shattered like wet pottery.
Another bellowed and hurled a fireball the size of a carriage. Damien raised his palm.
The fireball struck.
And dissolved against his skin like rain hitting stone.
He charged forward.
