Chương 118: End of the Fight

The brawl raged on, a tumultuous symphony of grunts, roars, and the sickening crash of bone against bone. It was a chaotic dance of fists and fury, far from the graceful swordsmanship Noah had envisioned. Despite the throbbing pain in his shoulder, he fought with a primal ferocity that even surprised him. Each breath was a ragged gasp, every movement driven by an unyielding determination to survive.

Noah weaved and dodged, a fleeting shadow amidst the orc chieftain's wild swings. His punches, though lacking finesse, were fueled by a lifetime of brawls and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. They landed with a satisfying impact, chipping away at the orc's brute strength.

The orc chieftain, a mass of muscle and rage, retaliated with equal force.

Bang! Bang!

Each of his strikes carried the weight of a collapsing building,

Swoosh!