As the wild swinging of the club ceased, Alyris seized the opportunity and charged forward with a powerful stomp.
Before the Ogre could react, numerous arrows shot towards his face.
Some pierced his eyelids, stabbing into his mouth and nostrils.
"Ah oh!" he shrieked, wildly swinging his left hand around his face, trying to fend off the enemy's attack.
At this moment, he was too busy to notice that Alyris had already reached his leg.
Grasping the sword blade with both hands, blood coiled around it.
Red patterns became more tightly entwined with the skin.
A fierce chop downward.
"Ahhhh!"
One of the Ogre's big toes was brutally chopped off.
The immense pain made the Ogre scream immediately, severely losing balance, and he sat down on the ground, instinctively clutching his injured leg.
...
"These humans are insane." A Centaur occasionally turned around, shooting an arrow from his bow behind him.
Continuously flinging all four hooves, galloping forward.
