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Immortal Anger
**Chapter 33: The Fury of a Giant**

**Chapter 33: The Fury of a Giant**

A deep rumble shook the forest as a giant orc emerged from the shadows, its titanic size causing the ground to tremble with each of its steps. His red eyes pierced through the darkness of the woods, and his disproportionately long fangs were covered in drool. The monster brandished a gigantic club that could easily reduce a tree to splinters.

The man with red hair grunted upon seeing the creature. "Here is the beast..." He tightened his grip on his war axe. "Let me show you what true strength is."

Samuel, as a good strategist, quickly analyzed the situation. He knew that the brute strength of the orc would require more than just a simple frontal confrontation. "Helydia, place your threads to hinder his movements. Kai, aim its eyes with your arrows. We must limit its capabilities before attacking it head-on."

Helydia shook her head and immediately began weaving webs between the trees. Her claws gleamed with a sinister light as she traced almost invisible silk lines around the orc, creating a complex trap.

Kai, on his side, nocked an arrow, aiming for one of the creature's eyes. "Localization !" he murmured, focusing on his target. He released the string of his bow, and the arrow sliced through the air with deadly precision.

But the orc, although slow, was not stupid. He raised his massive arm, intercepting the arrow with his rough hand. The projectile embedded itself in his palm, causing a roar of pain, but that did not stop the creature. With a furious gesture, he tore out the arrow and began swinging his club towards Kai.

"Attention!" shouted Samuel, seeing the attack coming. But at the same moment, the man with the red hair, without waiting for instructions, charged the orc head-on, his battle axe ready to strike. "Flame spitter" he shouted, and a burst of fire shot from his mouth, engulfing the orc in an eruption of flames.

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The orc staggered under the fiery attack, but its natural resistance partially shielded it from the flames. He violently swept the air with his club, sending the man flying backward. He landed heavily, grumbling in frustration. "Dammit..."

"Listen to me, you won't make it on your own ! " shouted Samuel. "Helydia, now !"

Helydia activated the silk threads she had set, and they suddenly tightened around the orc's legs. The creature stumbled, its movements slowing as it tried in vain to free itself.

"Kai, once again !" ordered Samuel. Kai, obedient, drew a new arrow, this time aiming for the other eye. The arrow found its mark, and the orc howled in pain, one eye now rendered useless.

Taking advantage of the opening, Samuel leaped towards the shadow cast by the orc. He knew it was the perfect time to test his new skill. "Strike in shadows !" Samuel's sword plunged into the massive shadow of the orc, and immediately, the creature froze, paralyzed by the dark power that bound its movements.

"Now !" shouted Samuel. "Attack all together !"

The man with red hair, realizing Samuel's strategy, reluctantly agreed. "Armed arms !" His muscles swelled spectacularly, increasing his strength beyond the natural. He brandished his war axe and brought it down with unimaginable violence on the orc's shoulder, cutting deeply into its flesh.

Helydia, on her side, leaped with arachnid agility, her claws tearing into the flank of the orc, adding to the pain of the already immobilized creature.

Samuel, seeing the orc about to succumb, decided to deliver the final blow. He soaked his blade in darkness and aimed for the beast's throat. The sword pierced the rough skin of the orc, leaving a trail of black corrosion that immediately began to eat away at its flesh.

The orc let out a final groan, its eyes clouding with pain, before collapsing heavily to the ground. Silence fell over the forest, broken only by the heavy breath of the fighters.

The man with red hair straightened up, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Not bad, grandpa. You have a few tricks up your sleeve."