Chapter 118

Ayla took out her dagger.

The Paladins raised their swords and moved lightning fast as if they were born to fight evil. There was no fear on their faces as they attacked the undead Orc. The undead Orc lifted his big fists and aimed for Hudde. The Paladin dodged them, but the Undead Orc was faster than the skeletons, and he swung his fists once more, hitting Hudde in the ribs and sending him into the wall behind him.

“Are you alright?” Eude asked as he attacked the creature from behind.

“My ribs feel as if they are on fire, and I am sure at least two of them are broken, but other than that, I am great,” Hudde said sarcastically.

Eude snorted. “Always the jester.”

A cursed axe appeared in the undead Orc’s hand, and he aimed for Hudde’s neck. Ayla could not just let Hudde die. She threw the dagger at the undead Orc at the same time as Hudde leaped to his side. Ayla’s dagger pierced the creature’s upper arm. Eude attempted to decapitate the Undead Orc, but the creature turned around,