Chapter 152: Technique Vs Power

The battlefield fell silent, a charged tension rippling through both sides as King Kevin Os and Kor'thal the Warbringer finally locked eyes. All other combat stilled; soldiers from both armies found themselves rooted in place, watching as their leaders—symbols of strength and honor—stood mere steps apart, caught in a brutal standoff. The air grew thick, each breath shallow, as the warriors, human and Orc alike, felt the gravity of the moment, sweat beading down their faces.

King Kevin Os gripped his sword tightly, his eyes cold and unwavering. The spectral aura of his Lionheart Legion shimmered faintly around him, a silent promise of the king's resilience and the valor of those who fought beside him. On the opposite end, Kor'thal's immense form stood in grim defiance, his crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation. His massive axe, dark and jagged, rested on his shoulder, each edge promising merciless destruction.