Chapter 146: Lucky

Ashen's pulse quickened as the heavy footsteps echoed louder, closing in on the treasure room. The presence of Orcs was unmistakable now, their guttural voices grumbling in their harsh tongue. He gripped the hilt of the Dragon Slayer, feeling the raw, untamed power of the Divine Rank item surging through him. The blade hummed in his hand, as though eager to taste blood once more.

But now wasn't the time to marvel. He had to act. Fast.

His mind raced through options, evaluating every escape route he had memorized. Charging headlong into a fight was suicide, especially without knowing how many Orcs were approaching. His best chance lay in stealth and evasion—especially with the odds stacked against him.