"I was very curious about what you would do; you were one, now you are two!"
Unlike Nafız who was lamenting, her friend was quite cheerful.
"Don't you think we should give this friend a name now?"
Alyon had a different sparkle in his eyes while looking at the power animal he generally used as a mount; the reason for this change was that he was inwardly wondering how much it could develop.
"I assume you have a few things in mind!"
After his friend spoke, Alyon rolled his eyes as if he remembered an important subject; it was obvious that he had suddenly decided on the naming business without thinking much about it.
"I don't know; when you asked suddenly, I couldn't decide..."
While her friend mumbled, Nafız stepped in, seeing that Alis had a bit more business.
"Tell me, what is your plan regarding the power animal?"
Since he brought out his bear in such a rush, the giant orc must have had another thought besides naming it.
"As the name implies, it's my Power animal; according to what's written on the paper, it has a power level equal to mine. I thought if I can beat it in a fight, I will surpass myself and increase my power; if I get stronger, it gets stronger too, and I can fight again to make another breakthrough!"
"Wow friend, look at the logic the man built; let them eat your logic of 'I will surpass my limits by fighting with myself'."
Nafız was speaking while holding her stomach aching from laughter; the giant orc next to her had turned a phenomenon generally achieved through internal understanding or intense meditation into a never-ending wrestling match.
"Okay, damn it, since it's like that, the name of your power animal will be Pehlivan from now on!"
"No matter how much it gets defeated, this bear will stand back up against you without ever getting enough of wrestling!"
Everyone could have a different path they chose for themselves; although learning most things started by imitating, subjectivity was essential to be unique.
"It's fine by me; he knows best!"
Alyon was still intoxicated by the idea he found; just as he had no intention of stepping back, he was also openly challenging.
"I am a child of the Orc Steppes; you mean you will fight anywhere!"
In the moments when the matter turned into banter, a white light appeared in front of Pehlivan; after staring at each other for a while, they called out to each other as if they were talking, making some sounds only they could understand.
"Alis, what is happening?"
Nafız, calling out to her power animal, was impatient to learn what was going on; Alis, ignoring her, came and sat on her shoulder after hanging out with the other power animal for a while longer.
"Brother bear liked his name, but he says, 'I want to participate in battles too, otherwise this midget won't be enough to fill my tooth's hollow!'"
They all understood that the midget mentioned here could be no one other than Alyon; Pehlivan, accepting the challenge his owner made, was also hitting below the belt on top of it.
"Unfortunately, I don't have such a chance until I take my true form; good luck to you, Pehlivan!"
While the tiny white rabbit turned into a trail of light and returned to her tattoo, she had left the duo alone, staring at each other angrily.
"I couldn't even guess you would get along this well; come on, let's go and meet the idiots who cut down so many trees!"
When all preparations were complete, the trio would set off toward their new targets; this time, alongside the two orcs, there was also Pehlivan, who fully deserved the definition of giant.
After a walk that couldn't be considered very long, a wall made of logs tied together entered their field of vision; as they got closer, they understood that this was a small-sized outpost.
"We don't know how many soldiers are inside; I say let me make a solid entrance together with my power animal!"
"Wow Mr. Alyon, an energy burst, a self-confidence has come to you; what's up!"
Indeed, being with his power animal had caused a significant increase in the gray-haired orc's self-confidence; ultimately, the giant bear symbolized his own power. Every time he looked at it, he could see how majestic a person he actually was.
"After destroying the walls and entering inside, I will release my lineage power and create chaos; while attention is on me, you finish their business!"
As soon as Nafız nodded her head in agreement, Alyon had already mounted his power animal; a shrill trumpet sound accompanied him when he accelerated toward the outpost.
The length of one wall of this place built in the form of a military camp was almost a hundred steps; although the inside wasn't visible, the presence of watchtowers approximately every twenty steps was completely in plain sight.
"Shoot that!"
"He is attacking alone; this Druid must have gone crazy!"
The guards, who hadn't yet fully figured out what was coming at them, had mistaken Alyon for a druid because of the giant bear.
"Sir, the unit that went out for research hasn't returned, and a druid has launched an attack toward the walls alone!"
The duo, who had come breaking away from the Orc Steppes, had started their plan; meanwhile, inside a single-story simple wooden house, an elderly man with curled mustaches was busy eating his meal with pleasure.
"Is there any other attacker?"
The person speaking without lifting his head from his plate was wearing a dressing gown tied with a rope at the waist; at the same time, the messenger bringing the news was looking at the beauty tied by her hands and feet on the wide bed inside the room.
"No sir, just one person!"
The soldier, who could barely answer in the moments when lust ran wild in his veins, would turn his gaze to the raw wood floor to quickly pull himself together.
"Don't make a fuss; let the sentries in the towers handle his business!"
"As you command!"
The messenger, giving a stiff salute, was about to leave the room taking large steps when a blood-curdling voice glided from his nape and reached his ears.
"If you lift your head in my room one more time, that will be the last day you possess it!"
The young soldier's soul was struggling to leave his body; although he realized and corrected the mistake he made in his commander's privacy, he hadn't been able to hide it from the man with the curled mustache.
He ran away from the door he exited as if flying; he knew very well that his fate was between the two lips of the man he just spoke to.
The person continuing his meal with appetite was one of the two assistants of the outpost's most authorized administrative chief; on his shift, he was both the king and the god.
Since a full alarm state hadn't been initiated, Alyon was dodging between the towers; despite his large size, Pehlivan was quite agile and rapid.
"I wouldn't believe it if I saw in my dream that some orc would attack us on a bear!"
"Come on, let's bet on who will hit first!"
Others might have thought Pehlivan was parrying attacks for dear life, but his aim was to draw all attention to himself; at the same time, he was trying to detect the weakest point in the wall made of tree trunks.
"I assume you can understand me; once we cross the wall, I want you to run toward the other side without stopping!"
At the end of the conversation between them, Pehlivan let out a roar that shook the earth and sky and started speeding toward the wall right in front of him; since there was no need to waste time, he reached his target quickly.
At the moment of collision, he would swing his claws, which were larger than Alyon's head, furiously toward the walls; although the soldiers shooting arrows from the towers didn't want to believe it, as a result, they saw a hole open up large enough for the bear and the orc on it to pass through.
"Inside, the enemy entered the outpost!"
While hell broke loose behind him, Pehlivan was applying the plan they agreed on earlier at full speed; together with the gray-haired orc mowing down whoever came before him with the axe in his hand, they would raise mayhem.
"He did what he said; I guess there is still hope for him!"
Nafız had already come next to the breach opened by the giant bear; while all the attention of the sentries in the towers was on her friend, she was gliding into the outpost like a shadow.