Jellyon
One Thousand Club
Lothric Van Aulen
Lower District
Lower District
As Lothric sped towards the orc and his goblin minions, he'd had felt as if time itself had dramatically slowed down. He could hear a distant shouting coming from behind. The voice had an authentic Verdian accent, just like the one he heard earlier prompting him to quickly glance back away from his foes. An unfamiliar, mysterious, tall, lean, dark figure wearing a decorated mask was casually standing behind what seemed to be a postured half-orc, protecting a third party member. He paid no heed to the words as his eyes burned with fiery rage behind his cold steel helm. Once he had taken care of the orc, he would go for the Verdian next. Whipping his head back he saw that the orc was now solely charging towards him with a grim look of pleasure while swinging his massive duel bladed ax, cutting the wind in its wake. He had gladly accepted Lothric's challenge. The armored goblins in the meanwhile kept at a steady pace toward the group, closing the distance between them. Lothric was in no rush to save them since they were Verdian's. It would be best to let the goblins maul them while he dealt with the biggest threat. Afterward, he would finish what he they had started. Arrows continued to pierce the sky like an everlasting rain of deadly hail. Focused on the battle with the monster, Lothric was now drawn close to the battle raged Orc. Bringing his weapon out to the side of him, he dashed quickly to the Orc's immediate left while swinging his short blade into the Orc's upper torso, hoping to hit a vital blow.
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