A chill crawled down the spines of the orcs. When they heard Adam's words, they could feel his tyrannical aura seep into their bones and freezing them in place.
The Mana Liquefaction orc was covered in sweat. By now, he had already realized that the figure sitting on the tree branch was no ordinary human.
He was a Mana Vortex Magus!
The group of three orcs found it difficult to move their bodies. Their gaze shifted from Adam to the bag of meat on the ground before them.
A moment later, the raven-haired youth retrieved his overbearing aura, causing the orcs to slump to the ground, gasping for air.
"Scram," he flatly muttered. Then, he continued to enjoy the roasted meat.
But a few moments later, he couldn't help but frown. He lowered his head and saw that the group of orcs was still present.
They were shivering in fear, but they refused to leave.
