Adam darted under the orc's arms, his claws cutting across the hamstrings of the second orc. Tendons snapped like guitar strings, and the beast was down on one knee, screaming in agony.
He climbed the orc's back, sinking his claws into its shoulders for leverage, then drove them into the base of its skull. The orc's bones cracked, like fire igniting in a campfire, and Adam twisted, severing the spine of the orc in an instant. The orc's soul went limp, its body devoid, as it crashed face-first, its rough teeth breaking against the ground.
Nova finished the first orc with a concentrated slash to the orc's exposed chest, the daggers illuminating heavily with red-black aura, cutting deeper and deeper in, then he twisted vividly, shredding the heart and lungs in a gore gash.
Ribs fragments sprinkled onto the nearby goblins, one shard piercing a throat and causing it to shoke on its own blood.
