Chapter 373: Young Cub
The swing of the axe caused a cloud of dust to rise, and Thales had no choice but to shut his eyes.
But in the end, he escaped the fate of being chopped into two by the axe.
During that dangerous moment, a single-edged battle axe came swinging at them from the direction of the campfire, striking the orc's unprotected underarm while its wielder let out an earth-shaking roar.
The orc let out a shrill cry of pain. The red blood in its body splattered on Thales' face, who was panting arduously.
It stank, and had a pungent smell.
As the axe struck him, the orc's crude greataxe fell out of its hand and sank deep into the sand beside Thales' left, with a force that can split the ground open.
The tall and big orc growled in an unfamiliar language. It swung its arm, which was as thick as a normal person's thigh, at the person wielding the battle axe. But the person nimbly dodged the orc's arm.
Dean the bald mercenary'