"Bang!"
The warhammer flew out of his hand, piercing through the air, instantly smashing several shells horizontally before boomeranging back into Giant Mountain's grasp.
Immediately after, several jagged iron balls shot out from the broken contraption on his shoulder, soaring toward the incoming shells in the sky, causing them to detonate mid-air.
Facing the last few shells, Giant Mountain roared once more, swinging his warhammer and smashing it down ferociously.
"Boom!"
A massive fireball erupted in the air, while an orc warrior clad in crude armor landed heavily on the ground. Aside from scorch marks, he was almost entirely unscathed.
"Giant Mountain! Giant Mountain! Crude Giant Mountain, the terror of the Ashen Empire!"
"WAAAAGH!!!"
The orcs shouted his name feverishly, growing even more frenzied. Amidst this tidal wave of voices, Giant Mountain's force field grew even stronger.
