"Shit, that's an orc shaman," Agnes exclaimed, just as the female orc shot a bolt of lightning in their direction. She dispelled her stealth and cast a thick blanket of darkness to intercept the lightning.
Despite the immense power behind the attack, Agnes was merely pushed a step back, showing no signs of weakness or wounds in her person. She had absorbed the bolt of lightning.
"Humans," Rashe'Ivek screamed, turning to the goblins. "Of course, you senseless goblins had no idea that a couple of humans were trailing after you. I don't know why the Lord is even bothering with your ugly asses."
"Rashe'Ivek, don't you dare!"
"Will it not be better if you people quarrel after we take care of these two humans?" the orc shaman said, preparing another bolt of lightning to shoot at them.
"You are right," the Orc Lord said. "They are merely iron rankers; let's sacrifice their heads to his Lord's descent."
The orc then charged at them, swinging his hugeass axe. He was about to confront Agnes, but Warden shot at him, bringing out the divider.
"Haha. Ha ha, puny human, I will kill you in one swing," the orc said. "Then I'm going to breed your woman."
"Fuck off!" Warden blocked the axe and swung downwards. Unfortunately, his blade was unable to make even a shallow wound on the orc's body.
The orc shaman continued to shoot lightning at them, while the goblins surrounded Agnes. She did not seem to be having much trouble dealing with them. However, with their numbers, they would only be at a disadvantage the more they fought.
"What's the plan, captain?" Warden shouted. "This ugly orc here wants to breed you. Should I take care of it, or would you like to do it?"
"Limp-dick human, you are going to pay for not focusing on me," the Orc Lord said, bringing down his battle axe at a tremendous pace.
"Human, you're infuriating," Rashe'Ivek shouted, charging after them. "I'm going to—"
"Keep it in your pants, buddy."
"Stop shouting at that bull-headed orc and run," the captain rebuked, so Warden had to stop bantering.
The goblins and orcs didn't take much longer to charge after them. Agnes shot projectiles of condensed darkness to slow them down. Even still, the forsaken followed them in mad glee, as though they couldn't endure the presence of humans.
Thankfully, with the catacomb being carved like a maze covered in darkness, Agnes had no trouble fooling the mentally impaired forsaken from withdrawing. Well, in the end, only the Orc Lord chased after them, unable to get over everything Warden said to him.
It took some time—about half an hour—but they finally escaped the chase.
"That was a little close," Agnes said. "Who knew you're gifted in infuriating dull-headed creatures as well?"
Warden grinned. He studied her form. Other than her chest rising in a slow gasp, he didn't find anything wrong with her. She had used her darkness power a lot in the escape. Now, Warden didn't know how deep her well of power went, but the sheer amount she forced out was enough to make most Iron rankers feel somewhat weaker.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
Agnes clicked her tongue, not appreciating his goodwill talk. "I'm not bragging when I say I could have killed that orc if I was alone."
"Then why didn't you?"
"Cause I had to make sure of your safety," she said, picking her eyebrows. "And the others. Overtaxing my power to kill a Fiend will leave me weakened for some time... I deemed it unnecessary at that time. But by gods, that orc was so annoying, especially when you kept translating to me what it was saying."
"I'm proud that I can be of some help, Madame Captain," Warden said with his signature grin.