"You are something…" Damon said with an indifferent look in his grey eyes as his voice seemed like one overlapped by the voice of many.
"Amongst all the hosts I have come across… Sol is the strongest, followed by you!" The Orc chieftain said in a dominant tone while he gazed at Damon's grey hair fluttering in the wind.
Thud!
Thud!
The two combatants indifferently approached each other at a slow but steady pace. The inhabitants of the capital including the new son of heaven and Dillian Gyro stood at the gates, watching the battle take place. While they considered Damon their enemy, they hated the Orc chieftain for everything he has done so far. Because of him, they lost someone precious to them for a stupid reason.
Kill him!
Kill him!
Damon could hear the thoughts of everyone in the capital and he could feel their pain. He felt the negative intentions of many surges towards him, fuelling his strength even more.
Boom!