Recognizing the young human knight's formidable prowess, Morgash Bloodhowl cast aside all restraint. Berserk, Legion's Will, Boiling Blood—one by one, he activated every skill in his arsenal.
"Orcs! Fight with me!"
"WAAAGH!"
Infused with the power of Berserk and Legion's Will, Morgash and the orc soldiers around him surged with newfound might. They became faster, stronger, and utterly heedless of death. The pressure on Alistair's knights intensified in an instant. Here and there, a knight was swarmed by the frenzied orcs and dragged from his horse.
The duel between Morgash and Alistair reached a fever pitch. The surrounding knights and orc soldiers instinctively gave them a wide berth, for none wished to be caught in a clash of that magnitude.
