Chapter 38: Surge of Adrenaline

A change in the wind brought him to look up as the first of the flying whales made its descent towards him. 

He stood his ground, steadying his foot on the unsteady surface as he brought the greataxe back. The horned beast drew closer, unleashing its abyss-rippling call as it charged straight for him. 

["Orcish Boost"] [4:59] 

Imbuing the momentary strength into his body, his muscles swelled as he brought the axe down at the very moment the ebon narwhal came within reach. The horn of the marine creature was completely overpowered by the blade, being cut away. 

It was perhaps more strength than he imagined himself having, as the downfall of his axe came down, splitting through the blubberous. 

The whale was split in half as it passed by, leaving Finn being soaked in a downpour of its repugnant blood. There were no guts, as though the creature was only made of blood and blubber. 

"--Hah," he quickly exhaled, glancing to the side.