The orcs started to charge at them, it felt like they were filled with fur. The chamber started to shake because of the rumbling of their wild charge. But, Emil and Riven didn't flinch.
"Three of them are on our left, four are in the middle, and three are trying to flank." Riven assessed their momentum in just a few seconds.
"Copy, I will stop them," Emil replied to Riven, mana started to swirl around his fingertips.
[Mana used: 20]
[Total mana: 30/50]
Emil thought. 'Yeah, I am so weak. Have to change this, or else I might die before the real thing starts.'
The first orc brutally swung its axe—but Riven was quick and dodged by ducking down, he twisted his body, and drove his sword into the ribs of the orc, piercing its head. The orc collapsed on the ground with a small yell of pain.
"Behind you," Emil shouted.
