Sacred Sword part 2

*So what do you want me to do? Do you expect me to leave the sacred Oracle in your hands and fight? Will you be able to handle the divine power of the Sacred oracle!* Gil'takka stood up and gaze intently at the ogres chief, as he scoffed. His words reminded the ogres chief without his help, they had no chance at survival even lesser words in front of the demon beast, also he would rather let the demon beast kill them than let go of the Sacred Oracle.

Brunk inwardly cursed Gil'takka, he didn't miss how the shaman barely cared about their survival, as an ogre chief, he clearly knew what it means to have the sacred Oracle by their side, apart from power and strength they could dictate the life or death of any ogres.

He could only curse his bad luck for not awakening his name at birth, after thinking for a while Brunk stood up to rejoin the fray.