Chapter 83: Attack On Orc Lord (8)

Fast.

Faster than anything his massive form should have allowed.

One second, he was standing amidst the dust and rubble, his chest still heaving from his roar.

The next...

He was right in front of me.

I barely had time to process it before a shadow loomed over me.

His massive club, thick as a tree trunk and lined with jagged spikes, was already descending.

The sheer force behind it sent a wave of pressure rippling through the air, and I knew, if it landed...

But before it could reach me, it stopped.

Not on its own.

Edward.

His hands were wrapped around the weapon, muscles tensed, veins bulging as he held the club back.

"You're not touching her." he said.

The sheer impact of the orc lord's swing had sent cracks spiderwebbing beneath his feet, but he didn't waver.

"Go," Edward said, his voice low, strained, but unshakable.

I hesitated.

"But—"