“Fire!”

Whoosh!

Dozens of quarrels flew at Raven’s command.

“Kieeeeee!”

Snakeflies, winged snakes that were as big as a human child, fell from the sky like the rain while letting out horrible shrieks. It was reminiscent of a green rainfall.

“Is it snake meat again today? I’m getting sick of it. Sick of it I say!”

Karuta and the orcs jumped from rock to rock, hitting the snakeflies with their wooden clubs.

Some even took a bite at the snakeflies, instantly killing them with their teeth. The whole world was coloured with the remnants of snakeflies and green blood. The snakeflies, almost a hundred in numbers, turned into green clots on the rocky valley.

“Report any damages or casualties!”

Soldiers brought in reports at Killian’s command. Fortunately, no one had suffered from a major injury and there were no fatalities. A few soldiers had light injuries from the snakeflies’ bites, but the creatures’ teeth had not even penetrated the soldiers’ armors in most cases.

“Here you are. Kuhehe!”

The orc druid Kratul giggled while applying a reddish-brown paste over the wounds of a soldier.

The sticky plaster smelled like it had come from a rotting sewer, but the soldier didn’t flinch at the sight of the paste or at the touch of the bizarre-looking orc druid.

The lack of appalment was due to the effectiveness of the orc...