You think back to when you fought the Castralian mage. When he made the shimmering ring that tossed Brisham like a leaf on the wind, he started with a middle finger, then he pushed. That was the easiest part. The hard part was remembering what he was saying. You remember hearing a vague shout with no words, so you try to imitate that. You give the orc the finger, getting his attention (unlike the goblins, orcs did recognize the gesture) You then repeat the unintelligible words from the mage while pushing with your hands. "Fus...ro...dah!" The same shimmering ring forms and launches off at a crazy speed, tossing the orc meters into the air. There is a sound of rushing wind that shadows over whatever sound the orc might have been making. The orc falls much too far for you to check if he died or not, but that didn't matter, since you could now fight Ogharod, the leader. You and the orcs migrated a long distance from where you started during the fighting, but even with retracing your steps, you could not find the orcish commander. You broaden your gaze and look across the entire battlefield. The sea of orcs had swarmed the walls as they had hoped, with ladders covering nearly every available inch of the wall, but nonetheless, the defenders denied the attackers a foothold on the wall. You saw orcs raining down from the tops of ladders as archers picked them off while they were vulnerable. It was then that you saw Ogharod. He was climbing the central ladder himself, using a small shield on each arm to deflect every incoming arrow. He must have wanted to ensure that a foothold was gained, and ventured forth while you were distracted. You had to kill him somehow, but a sea of Orcs stood in your way, and the river blocked the other half of the castle...
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Topic: You Can't Die: A Humble Hero (community story) (Read 10661 times)