Savage Ascension: Starting with God-Tier Plunder Ability-Chapter 58: Hit and Run

"Hap!"

Shouting a battle cry, he burrowed in once more. Brother Amantous struck with his hand axe once more at the shield with a slightly bent forearm, but Rowan quickly pulled back his forearm then extended it straight again.

Shield charge.

’Where do you think you’re going!’

Brother Amantous received Rowan’s shield strike straight to his chest. If he dodged here, he couldn’t properly block the force contained in the shortsword.

Thud!

The shield struck his chest precisely, but there was no retreat. It was too late to pull back the right axe that had struck the shield, and he blocked the shortsword with the left axe. At that moment, Rowan tilted to the right as if losing balance.

The shortsword’s blade and left axe’s blade scraped past each other making metallic sounds.

Clang!

While losing balance, Rowan struck down at the knee with the bottom part of his shield. It would hurt quite a bit since he used the bottom edge rather than the front of the thick round shield. And he rolled forward as is. Rowan’s hair got cut off by the right hand axe.

Simultaneously, the shortsword barely cut across the orc’s right wrist. It didn’t cut deep. But blood trickled out.

Handgelenk Ziel.

’It succeeded because he took the shield strike head-on!’

As soon as Rowan rolled and regained his posture, he threw a dagger. The throwing dagger, packed with force while twisting his side, aimed precisely at Amantous’s flank.

"Eek!"

As soon as Brother Amantous saw black blood flowing from his wrist, he sucked it with his mouth and spat it out. Then when rolling Rowan threw a dagger in a naturally connected combo, he intuitively blocked the point-like attack path of the flying dagger with the flat of the axe in his left hand.

’Tremendous physical ability. Blocking a flying dagger with a shield is easy, but blocking with an axe flat?’

Even while Rowan admired it, Amantous repeatedly sucked blood from his wrist with his mouth and spat.

"Keu!"

A foul smell stabbed from his mouth through his nose. It was a tremendous smell showing how long the poison had been stored and aged. And his heart pounded as intensely as that smell.

"Hup! Urk!"

The effect appeared immediately. When he started retching, Rowan charged immediately.

Clang clang clang!

Thunk!

Through three clashes, Rowan, who’d blocked an axe once with his shield, retreated. Not pushed back by Brother Amantous. He’d withdrawn on his own.

"Whewww."

Releasing his held breath, he slowly inhaled and exhaled. Regulating breathing, releasing strength from his body, loosening muscles bunched tight with tension.

"Agh!"

Shouting "Agh" as a battle cry, Rowan entered against the orc warrior’s breathing off-beat.

"Keu!"

He charged roughly. Withdrawing his body, completely releasing strength. Breathing and charging again. Controlling tempo greatly decided combat time. Brother Amantous realized Rowan’s aim.

Because he was losing in weight class, it was to make him exhausted. Still, the reason he couldn’t prevent it was that just blocking Rowan’s attacks was difficult due to nausea, and even regulating breathing was impossible.

Hit and run.

Rowan’s attacks entering precisely when he retched were threatening. Somewhere was always scraped by the shortsword and hit by the round shield. Conversely, the hand axe had to be firmly blocked.

The work of carving up Brother Amantous with wounds occurred at a slow yet fierce pace. Like making a sculpture from rock, it drained stamina. Amantous had to face Rowan’s attacks at unwanted breathing moments.

"KUHAAAAAAAP!!!"

Even when he shouted loudly, Rowan wasn’t scared. Rather, he burrowed in and struck upward at the chin with his shield. Since he was so tough, even though he brutally lifted the lower jaw with the shield, he didn’t budge.

’Monster-like bastard.’

Rather, Rowan had to pull back feeling his body pressed down by the chin. The hand axe pounded the shield. An iron shield made by repeatedly asking blacksmith Malrux and paying extra money.

Thanks to cherishing it, it never broke. But he had no choice but to retreat.

"Whew! Whew!"

Brother Amantous, who’d fought in an unwanted state after being jerked around once by Rowan, breathed roughly. In contrast, though Rowan was drenched in sweat, his breathing was even because he’d fought without disrupting his rhythm.

’Time to finish it.’

Seeing the orc’s heaving rough breaths, Rowan straightened his back. Until now, Rowan had aimed at the bottom and middle against the orc with long body length and large physique, and aimed above the solar plexus with momentary wit through the shield.

But for the first time, the shortsword rose above Rowan’s shoulder. Rising high as if to stab the sky.

"Whewwwww..."

A decisive move.

Rowan’s appearance slowly raising and lowering his eyes was like an awl. Brother Amantous had never seen such a posture before.

His right knee was slightly tilted, limping. Still, he gripped hand axes tightly in both hands. The knee hit by Rowan’s weight-bearing shield wasn’t in serious condition, but gave pain when bearing weight.

’He’ll target the right.’

Since bearing weight was difficult, the right was a good spot for Rowan to attack. Because the opponent’s attacks wouldn’t have power behind them. Brother Amantous knew that well too, but had no solution.

The wild boar tattoo was giving him strength, but it was insufficient. The tattoo he’d proudly shown other friends on that young day when he first caught a wild boar alone didn’t help much here.

The antlered deer tattoo gave him agility, but it was inadequate. Though he’d broken living antlered deer’s antlers with bare hands, that nimbleness couldn’t help with his knee throbbing from shock. Just enduring Rowan’s fierce attack with that large build was commendable.

The troll hunter tattoo was still not achieved in the present.

Also, the human executioner tattoo had only just gotten its outline. A trial received because unlike other orcs, he was an orc in close proximity to humans.

Brother Amantous had little tattoo power compared to his skills and strength. Unlike Brother Donetous, Amantous, the younger twin brother, had to endure countless contempt.

’He’ll aim right and stab armpits or other vital spots immediately.’

Rowan wasn’t one to fear an exhausted orc. If he’d fought Sendabil after making him exhausted too, Rowan could’ve won in close combat.

The shortsword’s tip pointing at the sky aimed at the orc as Rowan charged with his shield forward.

He tried to exhale roughly, but suddenly a black shadow fell in front of Rowan. Startled, Rowan rolled sideways like a coward. Brother Amantous, with tension pulled taut, trembled his lips.

Thud!

Something heavy fell down. Rowan, who’d jumped up, held his shield forward and swung his shortsword while defending himself, then as soon as he judged it safe, confirmed the giant thing that had fallen.

"Crazy."

Curses burst out naturally. It was impossible.