Jenso attempted to duck under the wave of energy, and swiped a low horizontal kick with his left foot at the clone nearby. As he did so, a focused horizontal Ki shockwave was launched at the clone's feet, underneath the orb, in an attempt to knock the clone off-balance. He rolled out of the way of the incoming orb towards the clone's side, to the opposite side of where the line had united the two clones and launched the energy he'd been charging in his right hand behind the two as a flame ball. He spun his hand in a circle motion as it took the shape of a omega saw, and he immediately detonated it to cause it to explode into several smaller omega saws in all directions.
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Jenso glared at the two Yzeira's as they approached. He dashed around the approaching orbs in a wide arc, and launched several white flame balls at the orbs that had moved at him with his left to see how they would respond. He began to build up energy in his right hand as well. 'I need to wait for the right moment...' He thought.
Corc glanced over at Dannisus, who mentioned that he could guide them. That was good to know, a guide would be useful to steer clear from the undead and whatever else that was after them. As Corc began to decide against waiting for the map, Fauve provided several reasons why they should try to get a look at it anyway. All of it made Corc curious. He may have been just a dumb orc for many, but even he wanted to know what the circled area on the map would be. He frowned as Fauve walked off. He'd respected her as a fighter, and she seemed nice and trustworthy. Of course, Corc wasn't exactly a master at judging people. He didn't mind Fauve's foul way of speaking, though. He was used of dealing with tough sounding people.
As Jack approached the gate and spoke about fate, Corc shrugged. He didn't believe in such a thing. The orc always did whatever he pleased to have a good time, besides during missions when he had specific instructions. As Jack commented about him, Corc responded calmly. "Corc not very liked by humans...but Corc have no problem with them!" He responded quickly, looking the man over. He noticed the gauntlets the man wore, and was about to ask about the map. That's when Dannisus spoke up. The orc remained silent as people continued discussing things and waited until he had a chance to speak up. "Gauntlet man..." Corc began. "Fran said you have map!" He blurted out.
The orc glanced further ahead to the direction where Fauve went, feeling somewhat concerned for her safety. He knew she was strong, but she wouldn't be able to take on an entire army of undead by herself. He wasn't planning on leaving her behind. "People, stay close to Corc!" He said in a serious tone, glancing over at Dannisus briefly who seemed frightened. "Corc will do his very best to protect cat man!" He said reassuringly. Naturally, the word of an Orc wasn't very trustworthy. But Orcs were well known for being strong fighters. The giant orc rose his mace skyward, roaring his battle cry to prove his confidence to all.
As Jack approached the gate and spoke about fate, Corc shrugged. He didn't believe in such a thing. The orc always did whatever he pleased to have a good time, besides during missions when he had specific instructions. As Jack commented about him, Corc responded calmly. "Corc not very liked by humans...but Corc have no problem with them!" He responded quickly, looking the man over. He noticed the gauntlets the man wore, and was about to ask about the map. That's when Dannisus spoke up. The orc remained silent as people continued discussing things and waited until he had a chance to speak up. "Gauntlet man..." Corc began. "Fran said you have map!" He blurted out.
The orc glanced further ahead to the direction where Fauve went, feeling somewhat concerned for her safety. He knew she was strong, but she wouldn't be able to take on an entire army of undead by herself. He wasn't planning on leaving her behind. "People, stay close to Corc!" He said in a serious tone, glancing over at Dannisus briefly who seemed frightened. "Corc will do his very best to protect cat man!" He said reassuringly. Naturally, the word of an Orc wasn't very trustworthy. But Orcs were well known for being strong fighters. The giant orc rose his mace skyward, roaring his battle cry to prove his confidence to all.
"COOOOORRRRRRCCCCCCC!!!"
Corc happily accepted the meat that Fauve handed him, munching happily on it. "Corc, Corc, Corc....Corc, Corc, Corc-" He sung, while holding the piece of meat with one hand. He appreciated that Fauve took the effort to get the meat for him. "Fran really nice!" He blurted out. As he and Fauve began to catch up to the trio before them and Fauve mentioned two people with a map, Corc shrugged. "Corc not sure where go next...so map useful!" He commented. "...But Corc thinks heading back to tavern to find them is bad plan." He added.
When Lui spoke up and mentioned her idea to wait at the West Gate, Corc nodded. "Corc thinks is good plan. Can still help people that way. May also meet Gauntlets man and other man with map when they escape!" He spoke. He was quite fond of the idea. He wanted to protect as many people as possible, and there wouldn't be as much danger as there would be if he were to charge into the undead horde carelessly. As the heroes continued onwards, Corc noticed that he was about to reach the outside of the gate. He grabbed his mace from his back. "Corc is ready!" He stated, preparing to stop in order to turn around and protect the civilians who headed for the gate.
When Lui spoke up and mentioned her idea to wait at the West Gate, Corc nodded. "Corc thinks is good plan. Can still help people that way. May also meet Gauntlets man and other man with map when they escape!" He spoke. He was quite fond of the idea. He wanted to protect as many people as possible, and there wouldn't be as much danger as there would be if he were to charge into the undead horde carelessly. As the heroes continued onwards, Corc noticed that he was about to reach the outside of the gate. He grabbed his mace from his back. "Corc is ready!" He stated, preparing to stop in order to turn around and protect the civilians who headed for the gate.
Corc was happy to learn that Dannisus seemed okay, albeit stressed out judging from his response. It made sense, especially considering the situation they were in. The giant continued on his sprint, not slowing down for a moment. Despite already knowing that the enemy was closing in on them, he still took Dannisus's warning to heart. He had no intention of dawdling for too long. Corc felt Fran's slap as she bolted away. Corc glanced over at her direction, slowly realising that she was the one who slapped him. She had entered the tavern already. 'Fran very fast...' Corc thought.
When Fauve hopped through the window and shouted his name, Corc was caught off guard. The orc looked up, his eyes widening as the woman fell. He rose his hands immediately, catching her before she hit the ground. "That crazy!! Even for Corc!" He shrieked, sighing in relief that she'd landed safely. He turned his attention towards the meat within her hand though. "COOOOOOORRRRRCCCCCC!" He sung happily, while he kept running away from the horde. "Corc place Fran down now!" He cried, waiting a moment for Fauve to regain her balance before slowing down slightly and moving to put her on the ground beside him. He continued on his fast pace afterwards, doing his best to keep heading for the west gate while staying out of range of the undead horde assuming Fauve would follow. He followed closely behind Aelih, Lui and Dani.
When Fauve hopped through the window and shouted his name, Corc was caught off guard. The orc looked up, his eyes widening as the woman fell. He rose his hands immediately, catching her before she hit the ground. "That crazy!! Even for Corc!" He shrieked, sighing in relief that she'd landed safely. He turned his attention towards the meat within her hand though. "COOOOOOORRRRRCCCCCC!" He sung happily, while he kept running away from the horde. "Corc place Fran down now!" He cried, waiting a moment for Fauve to regain her balance before slowing down slightly and moving to put her on the ground beside him. He continued on his fast pace afterwards, doing his best to keep heading for the west gate while staying out of range of the undead horde assuming Fauve would follow. He followed closely behind Aelih, Lui and Dani.
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Corc noticed a male elf carrying a little boy...or was it a girl?...further ahead. Regardless, the green giant turned towards Fauve as she suggested paying a quick visit to the tavern. The orc smiled and nodded. "Sounds like good idea to Corc!" He sung, pleased that he would still be able to enjoy a meal. "Corc not enjoy stealing, but Corc thinks owner already fled or died, and tavern won't last long." He added, referring to the fact that the monsters probably didn't intend to leave much of the town whole.
That's when he heard a sharp, strange howl to his right. The orc turned towards the noise, noticing a Myti that sprinted over to him. "Cat man..?" He spoke, confused. His muscles tensed up however, when he noticed that some skeletons were giving chase. The Orc turned 90 degrees, stomping and stopping hard on his left foot as he slid to a halt. He took a step forward to move himself in between the Myti and the skeletons, and aimed a mighty left hook at the creatures.
He straight up smashed through the skull of one of them which caused it's body to go limp, as the second skeleton aimed to flank and slash horizontally at his right side with it's blade. The orc rose his right foot and stomped hard onto the blade, slamming it into the ground and shattering it into pieces. Before the skeleton could do anything else while trying to regain it's balance, the orc slammed his right knee into it's rib cage, shattering it into pieces.
The orc turned towards Dannisus and nodded. "Are you okay, cat man?" Corc asked.
Corc noticed a male elf carrying a little boy...or was it a girl?...further ahead. Regardless, the green giant turned towards Fauve as she suggested paying a quick visit to the tavern. The orc smiled and nodded. "Sounds like good idea to Corc!" He sung, pleased that he would still be able to enjoy a meal. "Corc not enjoy stealing, but Corc thinks owner already fled or died, and tavern won't last long." He added, referring to the fact that the monsters probably didn't intend to leave much of the town whole.
That's when he heard a sharp, strange howl to his right. The orc turned towards the noise, noticing a Myti that sprinted over to him. "Cat man..?" He spoke, confused. His muscles tensed up however, when he noticed that some skeletons were giving chase. The Orc turned 90 degrees, stomping and stopping hard on his left foot as he slid to a halt. He took a step forward to move himself in between the Myti and the skeletons, and aimed a mighty left hook at the creatures.
He straight up smashed through the skull of one of them which caused it's body to go limp, as the second skeleton aimed to flank and slash horizontally at his right side with it's blade. The orc rose his right foot and stomped hard onto the blade, slamming it into the ground and shattering it into pieces. Before the skeleton could do anything else while trying to regain it's balance, the orc slammed his right knee into it's rib cage, shattering it into pieces.
The orc turned towards Dannisus and nodded. "Are you okay, cat man?" Corc asked.
Corc was still bashing the spells that came his way with his fists, until he felt something or someone land on top of him. "CORC?!" He shrieked, somewhat surprised that the woman landed on him. His first instinct was to shake off whatever had just reached him, but then he recognised the woman's voice. "CORC NOT HORSEY!!" He whined loudly. Despite his complaint, the orc began to head westwards as Fauve suggested. He and Fauve had stalled the troops at the North Gate long enough, allowing most of the surviving citizens to escape. He appreciated Fauve's support as her shield stopped the magic spells. "Corc is grateful." He admitted.
"Corc is Corc. Corc the orc. What is woman's name?" He asked Fauve, sprinting towards the West gate as fast as he could. Part of him wanted to duke it out with the boar, but Fauve was right and he knew it. If he stayed, it would only be a matter of time until he would have gotten overwhelmed. The orc focused on escaping the town now, he'd done all he could. Still, the fact that he wouldn't get a proper place to stay or a good, well made meal wasn't a very good thought for him. "Will be a while before Corc can eat.." He muttered.
"Corc is Corc. Corc the orc. What is woman's name?" He asked Fauve, sprinting towards the West gate as fast as he could. Part of him wanted to duke it out with the boar, but Fauve was right and he knew it. If he stayed, it would only be a matter of time until he would have gotten overwhelmed. The orc focused on escaping the town now, he'd done all he could. Still, the fact that he wouldn't get a proper place to stay or a good, well made meal wasn't a very good thought for him. "Will be a while before Corc can eat.." He muttered.
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Corc spun around 180 degrees immediately when the loud thumping occured, and the North Gate was smashed down. He swiped his mace at it to shatter some pieces to prevent it from collapsing on him and the civilians in the immediate vicinity near him. Unfortunately, he could not protect all of the people as many were crushed or slaughtered by the approaching undead horde. The orc grit his teeth for a moment. This was going to take more effort than he anticipated, but he was up to the challenge. To his surprise, the woman he'd spoken too didn't retreat but joined him in combat. He appreciated the aid."Corc not have this much exercise in weeks!" He blurted out in a pleased tone. 'But still hungry...' He thought.
The orc swatted his mace in wide horizontal swings at the approaching undead before him, glaring at the siege weapon before him. Despite his reckless way of fighting, he made sure not to strike any civilians or Fauve. He smashed many undead down without hesitation, while their arrows continued to bounce off of him. "CORC..." The Orc suddenly hopped into the air with a mighty jump towards his foes, and swung his mace downwards with great force behind it. "...SMASH!!!" The blow slammed powerfully into the ground, creating a small crater as the ground shook violently. Cracks began to form and rip through the ground towards the advancing siege weapon and his enemies while rocks popped out of the ground. The move was intended to destabilize the weapon in order for it's wheels to sink deep within crevices to slow it's approach or to stop it's advance for good, while making it harder for the legion of undead to proceed through the uneven, ruined terrain.
Many undead ended up with shattered bones or fell over from the sheer impact of the blow, but the mages responded immediately and hopped further back before Corc had even landed. They weren't as simple minded as the undead were, after all. Corc took this chance, and spun around in circles rapidly, swatting his mace around to smash through many of the undead before they could recover from the quake. "CORC WHIRLWIND!!!" The mages began to launch spells at the orc, however. The orc stopped his spin when he noticed, but a lightning bolt already zipped through the air towards his face. The orc let go of his mace with one of his hands and rose his hand at the very last moment to use his arm to shield his face. The electricity crashed violently into his arm, leaving a hefty burn mark behind. It may not have been enough to do severe damage, but it certainly hurt Corc more than anything else had so far. The orc hopped further back immediately to widen the distance between the incoming spells and himself, and put the mace he'd been wielding on his back. He began to dodge the bolts, occasionally using his spiked gauntlets to straight up punch through those that he was too slow to dodge. It was clear that he wasn't good at countering magic.
Corc spun around 180 degrees immediately when the loud thumping occured, and the North Gate was smashed down. He swiped his mace at it to shatter some pieces to prevent it from collapsing on him and the civilians in the immediate vicinity near him. Unfortunately, he could not protect all of the people as many were crushed or slaughtered by the approaching undead horde. The orc grit his teeth for a moment. This was going to take more effort than he anticipated, but he was up to the challenge. To his surprise, the woman he'd spoken too didn't retreat but joined him in combat. He appreciated the aid."Corc not have this much exercise in weeks!" He blurted out in a pleased tone. 'But still hungry...' He thought.
The orc swatted his mace in wide horizontal swings at the approaching undead before him, glaring at the siege weapon before him. Despite his reckless way of fighting, he made sure not to strike any civilians or Fauve. He smashed many undead down without hesitation, while their arrows continued to bounce off of him. "CORC..." The Orc suddenly hopped into the air with a mighty jump towards his foes, and swung his mace downwards with great force behind it. "...SMASH!!!" The blow slammed powerfully into the ground, creating a small crater as the ground shook violently. Cracks began to form and rip through the ground towards the advancing siege weapon and his enemies while rocks popped out of the ground. The move was intended to destabilize the weapon in order for it's wheels to sink deep within crevices to slow it's approach or to stop it's advance for good, while making it harder for the legion of undead to proceed through the uneven, ruined terrain.
Many undead ended up with shattered bones or fell over from the sheer impact of the blow, but the mages responded immediately and hopped further back before Corc had even landed. They weren't as simple minded as the undead were, after all. Corc took this chance, and spun around in circles rapidly, swatting his mace around to smash through many of the undead before they could recover from the quake. "CORC WHIRLWIND!!!" The mages began to launch spells at the orc, however. The orc stopped his spin when he noticed, but a lightning bolt already zipped through the air towards his face. The orc let go of his mace with one of his hands and rose his hand at the very last moment to use his arm to shield his face. The electricity crashed violently into his arm, leaving a hefty burn mark behind. It may not have been enough to do severe damage, but it certainly hurt Corc more than anything else had so far. The orc hopped further back immediately to widen the distance between the incoming spells and himself, and put the mace he'd been wielding on his back. He began to dodge the bolts, occasionally using his spiked gauntlets to straight up punch through those that he was too slow to dodge. It was clear that he wasn't good at countering magic.
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Corc continued his advance towards the North Gate, swatting his mace at some skeletons who had broken free from the main horde of undead and were chasing after people left and right. Some of the people who were saved by the Orc's quick actions sighed in relief and thanked the orc, while others simply continued running for their lives without even stopping for a second. Corc spotted a Myti running ahead of him, seemingly into the same direction that he was headed for. Was he trying to escape through the North Gate too? That's when Corc saw a woman duke it out with several skeletons, taking them down in an instant. She used some strange powers, where she turned her limbs onto weapons to fight. He could respect her fighting spirit, despite her odd way of fighting. That's when he heard her mention the West Gate being safe. Corc himself came from there, so he knew it was true.
Corc realised what the source of the many screams was, noticing that the North Gate was stuck and that people were all packed up in one large group, unable to escape. The orc continued his advance immediately, about to reach the North Gate. He stopped next to Fauve. "Corc respect woman's strength...but is dangerous for you here! Must leave now!" He stated, heading over towards the group of people. Corc noticed some undead that charged at the civilians, who screamed in terror in response. He swatted his mace at the few skeletons with blades who were looking to slash into the crowd, smashing their bones to pieces before they could.
The giant stepped in front of the people immediately, his back facing them while he glared at the main force of undead further ahead. "Humans, listen to her! Escape through West Gate...is safe! Corc hold off undead, escape now!" He shouted, taking a defensive stance as two skeleton archers fired at the crowd. Corc stepped sideways to the left to move himself in the path of the arrows before they reached their targets, causing them to bounce off his skin harmlessly. The orc swatted his mace into a nearby rock, sending it flying into the undead archers which shattered their bones to pieces. Corc looked over at the boar briefly. He wanted to fight it, but the people's safety came first. He smiled slightly though, as he noticed that a part of the group of people actually listened and began to head west thanks to his and Fauve's advice.
Corc continued his advance towards the North Gate, swatting his mace at some skeletons who had broken free from the main horde of undead and were chasing after people left and right. Some of the people who were saved by the Orc's quick actions sighed in relief and thanked the orc, while others simply continued running for their lives without even stopping for a second. Corc spotted a Myti running ahead of him, seemingly into the same direction that he was headed for. Was he trying to escape through the North Gate too? That's when Corc saw a woman duke it out with several skeletons, taking them down in an instant. She used some strange powers, where she turned her limbs onto weapons to fight. He could respect her fighting spirit, despite her odd way of fighting. That's when he heard her mention the West Gate being safe. Corc himself came from there, so he knew it was true.
Corc realised what the source of the many screams was, noticing that the North Gate was stuck and that people were all packed up in one large group, unable to escape. The orc continued his advance immediately, about to reach the North Gate. He stopped next to Fauve. "Corc respect woman's strength...but is dangerous for you here! Must leave now!" He stated, heading over towards the group of people. Corc noticed some undead that charged at the civilians, who screamed in terror in response. He swatted his mace at the few skeletons with blades who were looking to slash into the crowd, smashing their bones to pieces before they could.
The giant stepped in front of the people immediately, his back facing them while he glared at the main force of undead further ahead. "Humans, listen to her! Escape through West Gate...is safe! Corc hold off undead, escape now!" He shouted, taking a defensive stance as two skeleton archers fired at the crowd. Corc stepped sideways to the left to move himself in the path of the arrows before they reached their targets, causing them to bounce off his skin harmlessly. The orc swatted his mace into a nearby rock, sending it flying into the undead archers which shattered their bones to pieces. Corc looked over at the boar briefly. He wanted to fight it, but the people's safety came first. He smiled slightly though, as he noticed that a part of the group of people actually listened and began to head west thanks to his and Fauve's advice.
Corc kept a close eye on Foeldar's movements. He didn't trust him at all. That's when he heard loud crashing noises in the distance, followed by screaming. "CORC...what's going on?!" He mumbled, looking behind him. He turned back at Foeldar and frowned. "Corc have to leave now, need to protect people! Tree man...Or Foeldar? Corc not sure if Tree man's name is Foeldar or if he looks for a person named Foeldar. Me is Corc, Corc the orc. Corc respects tree man's strength...but must leave now!" Corc stated.
Corc turned towards the commotion and advanced into the city immediately at great speeds through the western gate. "COOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRCCCCCC!!!" He roared. It was his battle cry! The orc placed his horned helmet on top of his hea. He spotted some quick skeletons who had already rushed deep inside, and smashed them to bits with horizontal swings of his mace. The weapon was made for orcs and was larger than usual, giving him more reach than the regular undead with their rusty smaller weapons. Some undead began to fire arrows at him, but they simply bounced off of his rock-hard skin. The beast tilted his head downwards if arrows came towards his eyes, using his helmet to shield them as he crushed the archers.
He began to break through towards the North Gate where the majority of the screams were coming from, heading for the forces who went after most of the people. He glared at the incoming foes. He may have an easy time dealing with them, but they outnumbered him by many. If he wasn't careful, he would get overwhelmed. Not only that, but that giant boar was bigger than Corc himself! And even bigger than Foeldar! He would have a rough time taking that thing on on his own. Regardless, the people were more important to Corc now, than the town itself. 'Corc can say bye-bye to his meal now...' He thought sadly.
Corc turned towards the commotion and advanced into the city immediately at great speeds through the western gate. "COOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRCCCCCC!!!" He roared. It was his battle cry! The orc placed his horned helmet on top of his hea. He spotted some quick skeletons who had already rushed deep inside, and smashed them to bits with horizontal swings of his mace. The weapon was made for orcs and was larger than usual, giving him more reach than the regular undead with their rusty smaller weapons. Some undead began to fire arrows at him, but they simply bounced off of his rock-hard skin. The beast tilted his head downwards if arrows came towards his eyes, using his helmet to shield them as he crushed the archers.
He began to break through towards the North Gate where the majority of the screams were coming from, heading for the forces who went after most of the people. He glared at the incoming foes. He may have an easy time dealing with them, but they outnumbered him by many. If he wasn't careful, he would get overwhelmed. Not only that, but that giant boar was bigger than Corc himself! And even bigger than Foeldar! He would have a rough time taking that thing on on his own. Regardless, the people were more important to Corc now, than the town itself. 'Corc can say bye-bye to his meal now...' He thought sadly.
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