"Arrgghh! Come here, you bitches! Yaghhh. "

Lokie shouted at them and waved the tree branch he was currently holding in an attempt to intimidate them; he knew the branch would be useless once the fight began. But Lokie, on the other hand, hoped that his efforts would frighten these beasts away.

"Yaaaaggghhh!"

As the beasts made another incoherent noise and surrounded Lokie, he was fully aware of his fate when these beasts had him entirely surrounded.

"Shit, once I get surrounded, I'm going to be in deep shit."

Lokie backed up a little as he figured out his next move, but he didn't turn his back on the beast.

*Yaarrghhyahh* *yaarh*

Sensing Lokie's actions, the moray beasts became even more agitated; one of the beasts took up position on his left flank, while the other two confronted him in front, and the last beast was on his right flank. The beast's height was nearly as high as his hips, and their length was about 1.5–2 meters. Lokie's height was around 1.9 meters, give or take.

Lokie backed up slowly and attempted to reach the large tree behind him. He intended to use it as his back cover, not giving the beasts a chance to pounce on him at the back once the chaos started.

And of course, these beasts, being seasoned predators, won't allow it to happen. The two beasts in front of Lokie gradually moved closer to him; they were in an attack position, ready to pounce on him with their full strength at any time.

Lokie's palms were sweating, gripping the tree branch tighter, and he didn't stop shouting and waving the large branch at the same time.

During the standoff between Lokie and the Moray beats, insect noises, burning wood, and leaves shaking suddenly stopped making any sort of noise; from Lokie's perspective, time has stopped. A second of complete silence.

*Bang*

The two Moray beasts in front of him suddenly dashed towards him; they were fast, but Lokie was prepared to confront the beast on the right with his right-hand power strike.

">Power Strike<" The intended target notices the immense danger of Lokie's Power Strike first and makes an abrupt move to halt its advancement, then quickly hops back. This created a small distance between them. Lokie was fully aware that the beast would dodge his first strike, so he quickly changed his target to the other beast's companion.

">Power Strike<" His left hand, currently holding the large branch, applied the power strike skill and directly attacked the beast, noticing the direction the branch was going to hit. The beast released more power on its feet, instantly propelling itself backward and creating a large distance. The beast was not only agile; it was also strong; it successfully dodged Lokie's left strike. With the beast dodging his attack, the tree branch instead hit the ground, causing the tree branch to break.

Although the beast's first attempt at engagement with Lokie ended up as a failure, the two beasts didn't fret as they succeeded in their purpose. while Lokie was focused on dealing with the two beasts in front of him. Unaware, the right flank beast suddenly emerged behind him and managed to gnaw on his right foot and hold on to it tightly.

*Chomp*

"Arggghhhh!"

"Fuck it hurts!"

Lokie felt unimaginable pain; the bones on his feet didn't break due to his racial structure having thicker muscles, but if the beast continues to gnaw on his feet, it will reach his bones.

The battle between Lokie and the first two beasts only took four seconds.

At that given time, the other beasts took this opportunity to sneak attack, and he, being a complete newbie regarding combat, was completely caught off guard by their combined actions.

When the beast from the right flank managed to gnaw tightly on his right foot and proceeded to pull, the other three immediately followed. After the beast succeeded in its sneak attack on his right foot, Lokie prepared another power strike to punch the beast gnawing on his foot, completely disregarding the remaining beasts out of desperation, which was a mistake. But he was completely unaware. His emotions and fear got to him; his line of thought was to remove this beast gnawing on his foot asap.

*Chomp*

This time the left flank beast, given the opportunity, bit his left hand with its powerful jaw; the beast held and pulled Lokie's left hand, resulting in him disrupting his form and making it harder for Lokie to strike the beast on his right with his skill.

"Fuuuuck!!! arhhh! "

When Lokie tried to pull the beast that was biting on his left hand towards him, he overpowered the beast with his overwhelming strength. He was about to grab the beast's head with his right hand. Then suddenly.

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*Chomp*

One of the beasts in front of him gnaws at his right hand and pulls him forward. With the other beast pulling on his right foot and left hand, Lokie lost his balance and was forced to his knees. The three-beast's bites become more ravaged and stronger, resulting in Lokie's right foot bone finally taking some damage, which further weakens his right foot strength. and sending Lokie into a spiral of pain.

"aarhhh!"

Lokie continued his desperate struggle and tried to pull one of the beasts that were gnawing on one of his arms towards his mouth, attempting a desperate action by biting it in the hopes that the pain he inflicted would stop the beast's action, but it was all for naught as the last beast from the pack destroyed all those chances.

*Chomp*

The beasts sprinted and bit his left shoulder. Due to Lokie's racial structure, his shoulder and neck muscles were much more condensed and bigger. The beast tried to bite him. But Lokie's struggle resulted in the beast missing his neck and biting his shoulders instead. The beast didn't care; it bit harder instead.

Once all the beasts finally saw the last of their companions, placing the last nails for their prey, they became even more frenzied. The beast gnawing on his right foot finally damaged his bones; the beast that was gnawing on his left hand also reached the bones; the same goes for his right hand. All four beasts were giving their all as Lokie struggled. Lokie's struggle only further, tore the skins that he was gnawing on. Blood slowly came out of his lips; tears were also dropping from his eyes. Lokie was scared. He was afraid to die.

"No... No.... I can't.... I can't die. I don't want to die, mom.... mom..." Lokie couldn't help but call for his mother.

Although it was most likely deemed impossible to turn this situation around, Lokie continued his desperate struggle, enduring the pain on his shoulder as the beast kept gnawing.

Out of desperation and the will to live, Lokie's eyes began to glow; their weaving eyebrows turned fierce. The beast felt a sense of danger and further drove them into a frenzied state, trying to kill their prey. The beast that was biting his neck was wiggling his face, hoping to tear his shoulders apart.

"ROAAAR!"

Lokie, unaware, used the skill Fools Roar without limit, completely damaging his vocals, but it gave him a desirable result. The roar's effect was to inflict an immobilizing debuff on the affected target. But unintentional damage was dealt to the beast that was biting Lokie's shoulder. The beast was so close to Lokie that its eardrums burst and its brain was completely affected by the vibration, resulting in the beast's instant death on the spot. But regardless of whether it was dead or not, its terrifying jaw still bit on his shoulder, completely showcasing the beast's terrifying dedication and might.

Enraged and realizing that an unimaginable power was slowly building up in him, Lokie ignored the pain in his right foot and steadied his left foot on the ground, like a pillar. Annoyed and enraged by the beast that wouldn't stop gnawing his right foot, he raised his right foot, performing a right foot kick, which completely overpowered and dragged the beast with his action, completely exposing the beast in front of him.

After pulling the beast gnawing on his right foot and repositioning it in front of him, he followed it up by overpowering the beast that was gnawing on his right hand, using it as a weapon, and slamming it towards the beast who was gnawing on his foot. He hit it so hard that once the two beasts collided, a bone-breaking sound was heard.

Lokie continued slamming the beast on his right hand until its jaw that was gripping his hand finally loosened and it was tossed aside. Feeling the weakening grip on his right foot, Lokie attempted another front kick, separating his feet from the beast. Blood and bits of mangled flesh were seen on his feet and right hand.

Lokie stared at his left hand; the beast was still gnawing on it and pulling him, trying to destabilize Lokie.

Lokie stared at the beast's eye; eye contact was made between the two.

"!"(shit) growled the beast.

Lokie pulled his left hand once again and grabbed the beast's mouth that was gnawing on his left hand; his right hand held the beast's upper jaw, attempting to pull its jaw apart and free itself from its clutches. A bone cracking sound, signs of flesh ripping, the beast's mouth slowly ripping apart, the beast knew he was screwed, and he did its own desperate struggle, trying to use its sharp claws to make enough damage or hoping the pain it inflicted would free it from these Orklings' clutches, but it was useless for Lokie, who has one thing in mind, blood.

*bone and skin tearing sounds*

Blood is slowly gushing out of the beast's face as both of its jaws are getting torn apart.

*Arhooo* was the last squeal from the beast.

The beast on his hand went completely limp and lifeless. Both hands were bleeding, and teeth could be seen piercing his hands.

The battle has come to an end, but for Lokie, it's not over yet.

He looked at the area; two beasts were already dead, one from his roar attack, bleeding from its eyes and ears, and the other with its mouth completely extended open. The two remaining beasts were lying on the ground, weak and unable to move but alive. Signs of broken bones could be seen, especially on the beast that he just kept on slamming with his right hand; the beast was hairless, and the broken bones piercing through its skin could be seen, especially its rib parts, and its back bones were completely dislocated.

He stared at the beast that bit his right hand. Lokie slowly walked towards the beast, which was lying down and having a hard time breathing. He held the beast by its neck.

">Power Strike<, >Power Strike<, >Power Strike<, >Power Strike<" As Lokie continued to use Power Strike on both of his hands while gripping the beast's neck, exerting unimaginable power, with his tears dripping from his eyes, blood and bones gushed out from his hands; the beast's neck turned into complete mush and the head was ripped apart from its body.

Lokie stood up and grabbed a large rock next to the decapitated beast and slowly, weakly, walked towards the last one. He kneeled and slammed the rock against its face as hard as he could.

"Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! " Lokie cursed non-stop with a hoarse voice; the rock finally crumbling, but Lokie didn't stop; instead, he used both of his hands and slammed them against the beast, continuously hitting it until he was finally exhausted.

He laid down next to the dead beast, trying to catch his breath, but the exhaustion finally caught up with him.

"Fu... fuck you!" Lokie finally lost consciousness after that.