Orc Lord’s Weakness

"What a peculiar human…" The monster tilted its head as it looked at Alaric with interest.

"Your mana… How did you unleash that amount of mana?"

Alaric didn't say anything and lunged at the creature while injecting mana into his Rare Steel Sword.

As his mana began to coalesce within the sword, the archaic patterns on the surface of its blade lit up.

The moment he swung his sword, a crescent-shaped blade light shot towards the Orc Lord.

Whoosh!

Seeing this, the Orc Lord revealed a look of surprise.

The blade light was so fast that it almost failed to evade the devastating blow. With a twist of its body, the blade light only made a slight graze in its chest.

The monster looked down and stared at the wound on its chest.

When the pain registered, its eyes revealed a look of fury.