"Avalanche!"
"Avalanche!"
"Avalanche!"
While the giant orcs were charging down the hill, our mage used her skill three times.
"Ice Cut!"
"Ice Cut!"
"Ice Cut!"
Then she triggered her single-target skill; this is the first time I'm seeing her this panicked.
"Elenora, that's enough!"
When Sukrucuk spoke, the three orcs were right in front of us, staring us down, and none of them seemed affected by Elenora's skills. Even though they had marks above their heads indicating they had taken the freezing effect, there wasn't the slightest slowdown in their movements. Even when Avalanche crashed down on them, it hit their beet-red skin and evaporated.
"Monday Syndrome!"
"Mobbing!"
Plague used her skills, and the orc holding a club responded with a growl. He couldn't shake off the effect, I can see that, but there's no sign they got any weaker.
"Girls, fall back and support us. We have no choice but to fight one-on-one!"
