"Attack!" Deliri ordered the Orcs, he pointed to Darius and Michael.
The Orcs charged at them. Darius looked at them as he took down Ve'xa.
"Bend your head down." He told Michael.
Michael didn't argue, he slowly bent his head down.
"Ve'xa, Scatter!" He swung his blade, the blade extended, slaying almost half of the Orcs that were on the front lines.
"Pryion!" Darius called out for his knight. Within seconds, Pryion was beside him.
"Yes, my Liege!" The knight answered, and saw Darius looking at the Orcs.
"Help my friends take down these Orcs, don't let any of them get past you!" Our young warrior ordered; he wanted to focus on Deliri and make sure that he was going to kill him no matter what happened.
"Your wish is my command, I will be sure to see to it that they won't have anything to do with you."
Pryion unsheathed his blade, turned to the Orcs. In the blink of an eye, he zoomed to them.
