The Golem Mage

Just as James feared for his life and believed all hope was lost, he witnessed a chilling sight, The face of the Orc sub captain twisted in agony as a crimson claw emerged from his chest, clutching his beating heart.

The scene sent shivers down James' spine, leaving him astounded by the incredible power that could swiftly bring down such a formidable orc adversary.

He had been engaged in a desperate struggle against this orc for several minutes, yet every attempt to gain an upper hand had failed.

With a resounding thud, the lifeless body of the Orc sub captain crumpled to the ground, the impact reverberating through the chaos and awakening all who were caught in the midst of it.

As James locked eyes with the individual responsible for this display of strength, mere surprise felt insufficient to describe the overwhelming mix of emotions coursing through him.

"Are you simply going to stare at me, or will you rise and lend a hand?"

Alec's voice broke through James' dazed state, and he noticed Alec extending a helping hand towards him, indicating he should take hold and stand up.

Surveying the scene around him, James witnessed various types of golems relentlessly pursuing and eliminating the remaining Orcs, who are desperate to escape after losing their leader.

"Thank you, Alec, I owe you my life!"

James expressed his gratitude as he grasped Alec's hand, pulling himself up, Curiosity piqued, he couldn't help but wonder how Alec had become so immensely powerful, capable of inflicting damage on a Tier 4 Orc sub captain .

Being aware of Alec's Tier 2 Mage status, James had begun to question their group's survival prospects in the face of this orc horde.

However, the newly acquired red-scaled armor adorning Alec's body hinted at a possible answer.

Glancing at his team members, James realized they were in dire straits, And if not for Alec's golems intervening at precisely the right moment, their survival would have been uncertain, if not entirely improbable.

"(Inhales sharply) Their strength is impressive!"

James companion exclaimed, watching in awe as the golems effortlessly dispatched the retreating Orcs.

They couldn't help but wonder how these golems had become so powerful.

Amidst their discussion, they amusingly attempted to determine which golem belonged to whom.

"Do you see that Ice Golem over there?, I think it belongs to the one they call Arthur, It suits him perfectly," one of them speculated.

"No, no, I believe it belongs to that other silent figure carrying two weapons on his back," another chimed in.

With the threat of the Orcs finally eliminated and no one left to oppose them, the group finally relaxed, engaging in light conversations.

Although they were mistaken in assuming that each member of the Gordons clansmen possessed a golem, but Alec found it unnecessary to correct them.

Besides, he didn't particularly enjoy being the center of attention in the wilderness; he couldn't gauge what humans might be thinking.

"Wait, we seem to be missing some people, Where are the mages from your group?" James inquired after surveying their surroundings and failing to locate the rest of the Gordons clansmen.

"Oh, they went on an Orc Shaman hunt!"

Alec replied with a small grin forming on his face, Seeing this, James couldn't help but wonder about the origin of the group of mages he had been asked to accompany.

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Meanwhile, the Orc shaman, who had been covertly hiding among the Orcs, patiently awaiting an opportunity to strike, was taken aback by the unexpected speed and efficiency with which the Alec group, whom he had labeled as the weakest, began killing and decimating the Orcs.

His instincts, sharper than those of his fellow Orcs, warned him about the danger of remaining any longer, It was evident that staying among them could lead to his demise.

With urgency, he tried his best to convince his brother, the sub captain, to retreat with the Orc soldiers back to their clan before it was too late.

But engrossed in battle and consumed by arrogance, his brother had dismissed the shaman's sound transmission, losing himself in the fight.

As soon as the shaman witnessed Alec lunging for his brother, he seized the opportunity to dash straight into the forest.

Hoping to make it back to his village, he hailed from the Ironjaw Clan, one of the dominant orc clans in the vicinity.

Despite his and his brother's lesser status within the family branch, their battle prowess held importance, and the slain Orc soldiers were their family's reserve, unrelated to the clan as a whole.

His sole desire was to run and never look back, He believes that as long as he survived, he could lead his family branch to rise again among the clan's other branches.

provided he managed to reach the Tier 4 realm, However, his delusion was swiftly shattered when he noticed a colossal earth wall forming in front of him, obstructing his path.

Turning around, he saw four mages charging at him, while another four maintained the earth wall, effectively blocking all escape routes and preparing to engage in combat with him.

As the Orc shaman assessed the situation and realized that only four mages were pursuing him, his confidence surged.

He planned to unleash his anger on these mages, who were chasing him on behalf of his brother.

"Come, let me teach you Tier 2 humans the difference in realms," he taunted.

Finally coming to a stop, the orc shaman faced the mages, With no option remaining but to confront them, he acknowledged the collective effort of the four mages in sealing his path.

"With pleasure,"

Arthur responded, swiftly taking action upon hearing the shaman's voice.

He summoned his bronze golem, which disassembled into various pieces that integrated with his body in an instant.

Arthur leaped into the air, his body now adorned in a holy yet worn-looking bronze battle armor, and launched a punch at the shaman.
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The shaman easily evaded the attack, realizing that Arthur was far too slow to keep up with him, despite being a shaman who specializes in spells.

it didn't alter the fact that he was first and foremost an orc, even an average orc possessed greater physical attributes than humans.

Seizing the opportunity, the shaman launched a powerful punch directly at Arthur's exposed ribs.

[< Tier spell - Water shield >]

CRACK!

"Shit!" Arthur exclaimed, swiftly jumping back to evade the shaman's attack, In that moment, he glanced at Agnes, mouthing a grateful "thank you" for her timely assistance.

The only reason he had managed to avoid a serious blow was because Agnes had conjured a small, compressed water shield that absorbed the impact of the shaman's punch, allowing him to escape fast.

Although it eventually cracked under the pressure, it allowed Arthur to dodge the attack.

Noticing Agnes lingering behind after catching up with him, the shaman's attention shifted toward her.

"A Pure Magic Path human, huh?, What a nuisance, I suppose I'll deal with you first," he declared, narrowing his eyes as he focused on Agnes.