Empire Of Souls - Chapter 116 Taking Charge 2

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Grobak entered the command tent unimpeded, all the guards had been casually slain by Nelay who didn’t alert those inside. It wasn’t just the guards outside the tent, she had even killed every single warrior within the vicinity as well. Several dozen elite warriors had their lives snuffed out within a short time without even knowing as they died. There was no sound made, all dying within mere moments of each other as Nelay blinked in and out of shadows without even setting foot on the ground. This was the power of a Legendary assassin.

Even Grobak shivered at her ruthless efficiency. He would never admit it openly, but Nelay frightened him. To die without even knowing death was coming. There could be nothing worse than that.

‘I will die on the battlefield, with my axe in my hand. Not like these poor bastards with a knife in the dark.’ He thought as he considered Nelay’s frightening ability.

The command tent was large and wasn’t as simple as having only one open space within. The inside of the tent had a few rooms which were separated by walls made of exotic animal skins attached to wooden frames. There were several burly and grizzled Orc chieftains standing around a large table which had a simplistic model of the Human settlement and the surrounding regions. They were discussing the movement and positioning of their forces and arguing over which tribal warriors should be sent to fight at the front.

It took a moment for them to notice Grobak entering the tent due to the intense argument taking place. Grobak didn’t mind, he was patient and slowly approached the group. He knew they didn’t have long to live anyway.

“Grobak? What are you doing here? Your warriors are supposed to be fighting the Dragonmen at the southern siege line!” One of the more fierce looking Orc chieftains finally noticed Grobak and growled.

The other Orcs turned to look at Grobak with angry and questioning expressions.

“Are you disobeying military orders? You are going to cause the entire military plan to fail!”

“Hmph, looks like he is a coward! Did he run with his tribe after seeing the enemy?”

“I said we couldn’t trust this Orc!”

The Orc chieftains were completely enraged at Grobak’s appearance, but one thing they couldn’t understand was why Grobak had come here. Was he too stupid to understand that it would surely lead to his death? Disobeying military orders on the battlefield was punishable with death, surely he knew that.

“Hehe, fellow chieftains, there is no need to show such ugly expressions. Let me explain.”

Grobak was completely calm and was even somewhat amused at their angry expressions and vicious words.

The oldest of the chieftains, who was the most powerful subordinate under the chieftain of the Harkul, eyed Grobak carefully. He hadn’t said anything, but was instead considering what Grobak’s intentions could be. He was a powerful Master class being, much like Grobak, except he had been a Master class being for a long time and had significant experience. He quickly sensed the area and found no traces of any of the auras of the warriors which had been stationed as guards outside the command tent. He grew more alarmed.

“The guards, did you kill them?” He finally asked.

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“Oh, the Orcs outside? Hehe, nope.” Grobak replied with nonchalance.

The Orc chieftains were shocked to hear the words of the old Orc chieftain and they too sensed the surroundings, finding none of the auras that should have been there. They had only realized now that there was no living being that they could sense within several meters of the command tent. It was seemingly, a complete dead zone.

“What’s going on!?”

“Traitor! You killed them all didn’t you!”

The Orcs burst forth with their auras, each of a Master class being and for Grobak, it was an oppressive feeling. He had yet to reach the Legendary level and having so many auras targeted at him brought great pressure. He wasn’t too bothered though, because he knew that there was someone else close by. The only Orc chieftain which had remained calm was the old Orc chief.

“True, if it were you, then there would be no way for us to not notice. This can only mean one thing, there is someone else here far more powerful. Does it have something to do with you Grobak?”

“You’re quite smart old man, it’s a shame you have to die. The others are worthless scum, but you aren’t too bad.” Grobak chuckled.

“Damn you Grobak! What have you done!?”

The Orcs around the large table shouted in anger and cursed Grobak. They drew their weapons and prepared to surround Grobak to kill him. If they were going to die, they would try to take him with them.

“Hehe, don’t worry. I will be sure to take care of the people of the Steppes when all of you are gone. They will truly have a future, not the primitive and barbaric pitiful state they live in now. You can all go now in peace.” Grobak said with a sly smile.

“Enough of this, kill him!”

The Orcs rushed towards Grobak but didn’t make it far before one of them fell dead without even a drop of blood reaching the ground. They could just barely make out a flash of movement before the Orc chief had been killed. Grobak laughed as he watched them shiver in fear.

“Legendary assassin!” One of them shouted.

They didn’t dare take another step and quickly pushed all of their senses to the limit in order to detect the movement of the assassin. The assassin had caught them unaware, but they also knew that the assassin wouldn’t be able to remain hidden if the assassin attacked again. There were several Master class beings in the tent and they could put up a fight even against a Legendary being. An assassin was tricky, but not impossible to defeat if they were careful.

Their nerves were taut and their auras were on full blast. They used every defensive ability they had at their disposal and the waves of power from their auras converged creating a torrent of strength. If they could at least survive one attack from the enemy assassin, they might have a chance, even if that chance was slim.