The warriors and the knight charged at the Orcs, and Darius was still locked in the Cloak of Darkness.
Darius was still out cold, looking at the body in his hands. His mind still trying to put everything together, he was still lost on how he was able to kill Liu.
"How can I be so useless? There is no way for me to think of doing anything right."
Our young warrior was lost, his mind in utter confusion as he held the body in tears.
"Yes, you are weak, but are you going to let an illusion of that weight best you?"
A voice came through. Darius looked up to see Slav standing right there in front of him.
"Slav?"
"Unfortunately, yes, I am here to talk you out of this disgusting state you decided to hop into."
Slav sounded disgusted, he was trying to look at Darius and see if he would find something different.
"I told you that these creatures are vile, and they would do anything to win. They are also one of the weakest beings you would ever have to face in this world."
