A distance of a few meters away, a group of adventurers is fighting for their lives. A party of four people two fighters, one mage, and an archer.

One man who seems to be their leader is struggling to keep his companions at bay. Pointing her staff, the image conjures a magic-like missile projecting towards a pack of wolves. The magic missile swish through the air once it hit the target. It knocks backs and kills three wolves within one blow.

While the other two fighters are struggling to protect their companions fighting more than six gnolls a half-hyenas and half-man, some are half-wolves and half-man.

Using their abilities, the two fighters begin to buff their strength increasing their power attack twice their normal strength. Weapons clash but still, they were outnumbered by their enemies.

While they are fighting, Akatosh kept hiding through the bushes observing the battle. The way they fight relying on pure brute strength and abilities they were but a novice adventurer to Akatosh eyes.

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Hesitating to help Akatosh decides to go all out again. While his injuries still recovering, he brought out an endurance potion.

"Time to get to work," Akatosh says, cracking his neck after drinking the buff potion.

Quick to his though and decisive action his first target is the dire wolf for they have faster mobility and attack in packs. Pulling out the spear Akatosh nailing through the ground then readily draws out the bow.

Aiming at their head and their legs he then circling and deliberately shooting arrows at them. A man hiding at the far end of the forest was shocked at the wolves' wailing as arrows puncture through their flesh.

Not just him but the four adventures were surprised by Akatosh's entrance attack. After deliberately raining arrows, his quiver was now nearly empty holding only five arrows. Discarding the bow, he returns to where he put the spear.

Picking the spear in haste, Akatosh runs toward the group of gnolls. Jumping high enough, he was able to reach the height of one of the gnoll's heads. Untimid his spear punctures the head of the gnolls before it can jaw the head of the leader of the party. Nearly an inch close to his face blood begins to drip from the man.

Pulling the spear gutted at the gnolls head. The wolfs which he injured came in his direction. Even so, they were weak to run since arrows are stake at every corner of their body. Even the gnolls are shifting their target. The first one to engage was a face of a hyena holding a weapon that of a club nailed with spikes of iron.

Avoid its attack while drawing closer towards his body. A sound of spear gutted to the beast's throat piercing and uttering a shrieking sound. While the second victim struggle, he shifts towards the other two gnolls. Avoiding a head-on engagement, he retreats and runs giving a chase.

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"Just as expected" Akatosh stop waiting for the gnolls after they left the wolves behind.

The four gnolls are at Akatosh life though when they came gathered in packs. Disarray and unorganized they savagely club and crushing their weapons. The way they behave is only full of killing they hit one another.

"Stupid!" Akatosh said creating a distance. Roaring in anger the gnolls are now in an aggressive mode.

Throwing the spear hitting one of the gnoll's bodies Akatosh unsheathes the two short swords behind his back. Charging towards one another he quickly glides under one of the gnolls, slashing its legs the short sword was sharp enough to give a deep cut. Running and flexing, Akatosh wounds were already damaged by his actions, yet the reliving battle and the beating excitement didn't bother the pain.

After the cut to the leg, the gnoll kneels to the ground. At his feet mercilessly stab through the back of the beast's neck, hastily ending the gnoll's life. A chain weapon was thrown but the buckler was tight around Akatosh's left arm. He was barely able to block the attack and it was still the buckler which he looted from the goblins he disposed of.

Not long after disposing of another gnoll, the four wolves are now a few feet away. And through his left side are three berserker gnolls charging at his life. And while at his right-side are a pack of wolfs ready to devour his flesh. Until they are closer in feet Akatosh simultaneously rollover to the ground except one of the gnolls attacks clobber his shoulder.

Watching the gnolls bashing the wolves, he rushes and maneuvers towards their back while gripping the handle of his sword for a decimation. With a powerful jump turning the sword-like fangs aiming at its neck it quickly yet slowly dies from my attacks after the sword was nailed through the beast's flesh.

In fury one of the gnolls whom he speared swings its improvised Morningstar instead of spiky balls, but an iron ingot was used. Leaping to evade his brute swing Akatosh threw one of his short swords, creating a distraction.

The excitement and tremor were enough to fuel Akatosh's adrenalin rush. Boosting his mobility and flexibility adding the endurance potion his abilities were triple than his normal status.

Landing from the gnoll's shoulder Akatosh immediately lock his feet at its armpit. And in a short time, struggle, Akatosh without hesitation gut slicing the gnolls throat spilling liters of blood, sprinkling to his face and body.

-After more extensive battle-

Bit by bit, one by one the enemies are slowly disposed of until one gnoll and two wolves are now left. Steadily they wait as if looking at a monster. Growling and sneering the wolves are scared.

A sound of flesh as Akatosh pulls out the spear on the dead gnoll. Walking towards the last remaining enemy he stops giving them a chance to escape. Despite mercy something happens, their eyes change shifting to attack instead of running away.

"So be it," Akatosh says diving into the roaring last remaining enemy.

And with that a sound of a thud for the fallen gnoll and wolfs slowly dying by Akatosh's hands. It was a brutal fight to be seen. Blood smeared him bathing in the red color of its enemy he then notices a wolf slowly dying from the injuries. In pity, he covers the wolf's eyes raising the spear it ends the suffering.

From the ground, he stood up pulling the spear at the dead wolf. Following the even Akatosh then change his sight towards the shocked and petrified adventurers. They didn't see a man but only saw a monster, it was a carnage fight.

With a frightening look, a dagger is flung the moment he takes the third step. Stepping backward he mange to barely avoid the projectile.

With the spear still clutching at his hand, he threw towards where the dagger came. The spear didn't hit its target but Akatosh can hear the man is retreating.

He didn't bother to chase a running man nor to follow his scheme traps. And with a shrug of fatigue and victory, he then turns to face the four adventures.

"Got any water?" Akatosh says.