The moment the goblins caught wind of them,
They began growing before hobbling in their direction.Everyone in chases group charged with Earl and Charles not too far behind.
Chase began easily evading the goblins, punching and kicking with just enough force to critically injure or barely kill to stop getting residue all over himself.
Damian was like a living chainsaw, cleaving through enemies. One would note that this time he kept his flames off, preferring to be more reserved if barely.
Andrew had to use more mana this time around but he was keeping up well enough,
Attacking with water bullets that put massive holes in his targets, he held his hand in the shape of a pistol.
Donny would usually be out of his element, but the cave was just barely light enough for everyone to see, let alone him. Every so often a random group of goblins would just collapse, a knife thrown into their backs from the shadows.
'These four…they will definitely make names for themselves. I hope my sly nature hasn't deterred them from continuing adventuring.'
Earl was in thought, in the middle of decapitating a goblin.
His vast well of expertise assured that he used his strength to the fullest. His blade being powered by a mana stone allowed him to cleave through goblins effortlessly.
Charles was on the same level as Earl, killing with ease. As his grandson, he was destroyed to inherit everything once Earl passed away, and he'd already gotten most of his grandfather's skills down pat.
On top of that, just yesterday he'd finally gotten his mana core and became rank one.
Nothing, especially from this slimy cave was going to stop him.
The young men were in shock. The only thing that kept them on their feet after seeing these people effortlessly massacre goblins up close and in a dark space, was the threat of a goblin getting a good sneak attack.
Just then big stomps were heard, the orcs were making their move. Five of them, yet they were easily the biggest threat here.
Each one charged members of the group.
One charged Chase, swinging its fist. He was about to dodge, but after seeing how cool Damian looked, he smiled. "No way he'll outdo me!" He said, swinging his fist as they collided.
"You can't outdo the doers cha— *whack*
Damian was about to poke fun at Chase for copying him, when an orc had come in and smacked a club on top of his head.
"Try that again" Damian said, smiling as he lifted his head up slowly despite the orc pressing all his weight down. When the orc decided to go for another downward swing,
Damian simply swung one of his axes axes at its kneecap, making it bend in a way it wasn't supposed to. A large *CRACK* resounded in the cave. "AAAAGGGH* the orc stopped to swing and fell over, pulling a hand over his destroyed leg. "What? Don't like being on the receiving end?"
Damian quickly slashed at the head of the orc, decapitating it while it was in a daze. 'For sure though I'd come out unscathed. Gotta be more careful.' Damian thought, cracking his neck and stretching his shoulders.
That hit messed up his vision for a few moments. If he didn't start taking these enemies seriously, he was going to suffer.
——
Chase was boxing with an orc. They clashed fists for a few times before the orc tried to grab him. dodging, he uppercuts the orc making it stumble back. 'mayweather' continuing his onslaught, he charged and delivered a punch to the gut.
From there the orc went on a period of failed defense. Trying to block the barrage of punches, ultimately getting destroyed.
It lie down dead, its green skin turned red.
Andrew was also having a decent time. he simply kept shooting water bullets and water spikes at his orc. He couldn't make it past no Matter how much he blocked, eventually dying from shot wounds.
the quickest should have been Donny. He got in a shadow and saw his orc getting ready to attack the young men. Jumping out, he stabbed a shorts sword through the orcs neck, quickly following with two other knives from his belt.
The orc stopped moving for a bit, before grabbing Donny without his notice. He then slammed him in the floor. "AGH" Donnys vision went blurry, what he saw was an orc reaching for him slowly, before choking on his own blood and falling over.
Getting up slowly, he saw the old man and Charles looking beaten up, but they were standing over an orc carcass. Looking at everyone else however, he noticed they got it done as well, with almost no visual damage done.
"Good riddance." He said panting. But on an actual level, he was coming to realize something. Everyone else in the group held back to not look like demons. And they would only get stronger. 'They'll leave me in the dust very soon. No, it's already started.'