The entire chamber was quickly invaded by the old orcs. Their outraged cries reverberated through the walls as they searched for the culprit that was responsible for killing their kin. They looked behind every rock and every corner, violating the entire place with sheer violence.
Meanwhile, Arthur watched that with sharp eyes. Although he was at a complete disadvantage at that moment, he didn't let that get to his head and instead started planning for his next move very carefully.
'There are three in my general area, and the other 4 are very close by. If I do anything noisy, seven orcs would potentially attack me. Even more if I don't kill those seven in time which is pretty much impossible. My only choice here is stealth. Not just stealth, but perfect stealth.'
Although the trio were moving together, there was enough space between each one for Arthur to deal one single blow that could kill the target. If he can find the perfect moment and deal with the perfect attack, he could get it.
However, to do that, he needed strength and speed. Looking at his stats, sadly didn't have that many extra points to put into either stats. But, he still decided to use the two points he had gained from leveling up. One for strength, and one for agility which made both stats reach 19 points, almost double what he started with.
Then, when he was done, he pulled his sword out and summoned two blood arrows. All that was left after that was to wait for the perfect opportunity. He continued watching each move they made as they slowly got closer and closer to him. They stopped for a few moments to speak to one another before they scattered around the area, each one searching an individual spot.
Eventually, one of them got very close to where Arthur was hiding. The boy kept his breath really quiet and his body motionless like a predator waiting for his prey.
'Not yet.' He mused.
The orc was barely a few feet away from him. But, Arthur still waited. The monster took a few more steps toward him, unaware of his presence.
'Not yet...' Arthur pursed his lips. His eyes squinted as his muscles tensed. 'This is the most reckless idea I could come up with. But, whatever!'
Then, at the very last moment, when the orc was about to search behind the rock Arthur snapped his finger. Instantly, the two arrows shot in opposite directions, going right and left. Then, Arthur jumped out stabbing with his sword right at the monster's throat. He followed with a claw slash that took a good chunk of the monster's throat, followed by a slash that cut its head swiftly.
[Ding!]
'What kind of god-awful idea did I just come up with? Is my brain made out of stupid?'
However, as ridiculous as it sounded, he still felt deep down that he could pull it off. "I sometimes hate myself. But, I can't really say no to an idea I came up with. Ugh, screw it, if I die, it is whatever."
Feeling that courage, he quickly left his hiding spot. Using his last idea, he quickly turned around and rushed toward the main gates of the settlement. 'Fucking run!!!'
His plan was very simple: run for his life. The other orcs noticed that and quickly followed him. However, the boy was very fast and was able to reach the inside before he turned around he slammed the wooden gates shut with all his power.
At the last moment, he heard a loud booming crash as the orcs slammed into the thick door and yet ended up unable to destroy it.
"Hahaha, suck it, bastards! You didn't expect me to lock you out of your own settlement, didn't you? Well, now, you better ask yours truly for the goddamn keys!" Arthur laughed as he turned around, only to freeze again in shock.
Right in front of him, a dozen old orcs stood there in a group, staring directly at him. They seemed quite taken aback by his sudden appearance and so was Arthur. The two sides stared at each other for an uncomfortably long time before Arthur slowly lifted his hand and said.
"... I-I... Ehem, I want to talk to your chief." He said.
His words seemed to snap the orcs out of their shock as they roared loudly. Arthur felt his ears shudder from the sheer noise. Then, the dozen orcs rushed toward him at the same time.
At that very moment, only one thought rushed through Arthur's head.
'Fuck me...'
A//N: Hand me all your PS!