Village Head's Debauchery



Grim nodded with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Shifting his gaze, he focused on the battle about to unfold.

Suddenly, an orange glow enveloped Gorg's hands. The long cloth he held started separating into numerous threads, hovering before him. 

Orion and Sura were taken aback as the countless threads pierced the ground, disappearing deep into the soil.

Observing this scene, Tala's expression turned solemn. She tightly gripped her cutlass and ignited her gift, causing a vibrant green flame to erupt from her legs, scorching everything in its vicinity. 

The air around her sizzled due to the intense heat of the green flames.

"I'm coming," Gorg declared with a smile as he firmly gripped his cutlass and adjusted his stance to charge forward. Instead of a direct charge, he utilized his gift, manipulating the threads that had descended into the soil.

The threads suddenly sprang from the ground, entwining around Tala's arms and legs, attempting to anchor her down. 

And in that crucial moment...

SWOOOSSH!

Gorg's body surged forward.

From a distance, Orion observed the scene with surprise. Gorg's clever use of his gift surpassed his expectations. Orion couldn't help but think about the various applications of Gorg's gift as he thought about its potential.

Although he considered the possibility of Gorg amassing wealth effortlessly through crafting textiles and materials, as he looked at the determination in Gorg's eyes as he charged towards Tala in the distance, Orion dismissed such thoughts. 

It was obvious that Gorg had committed to the path of a warrior and wouldn't trade it for anything else.

Meanwhile, Sura's eyes widened in amazement as she witnessed the intense battle before her. While she anticipated the intensity of a warrior battle, the current scene exceeded her expectations. Her gaze remained fixed on the unfolding clash, determined not to miss a moment. After all, she could learn a few things and have something to share with the others at home.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down for Tala abruptly. 

BOOOM!!

A thick green flame erupted from under Tala's feet, propelling her forward and allowing her to appear before Gorg within moments. 

Her left leg shot forward with vibrant green flames acting like thrusters under her sole, aimed directly at Gorg's body.

Gorg cursed under his breath at Tala's augmented speed due to her gift. He quickly raised his hand, covering it with several thick threads before catching her leg.

Bam!!

Bang!!

Cracks appeared on the ground below Gorg's foot.

As Gorg attempted to launch a strike towards her stomach, Tala instantly noticed his movement and countered back with her right leg, sweeping forward and generating a scorching wave of green flames towards Gorg.

Unable to block the attack, Gorg tilted his body backwards, narrowly avoiding the scorching wave of green flames by a few inches.

Tala's smile widened, and without hesitation, she sent her fist downward, ferociously slamming it into Gorg's guts, sending his body hurtling toward the ground.

Bam!

Without waiting for him to recover, she immediately reignited the flames beneath her feet and kicked her legs forward, propelling Gorg's body even farther.

Bang!

Gorg's figure hurtled into the air, rising and tumbling several times before abruptly stopping on the ground.

"Ahh!" Gorg moaned slightly in pain as he struggled to regain his senses quickly.

"Heh! You should have created your first Vylkr container in your brain. That way, you would see my attacks from a mile away and react quickly. You've lost," Tala said with a triumphant smile.

"Who said that I'm done yet?" Gorg said with a weak smile as he activated his gift again, attempting to call back some of his threads. 

His expression soon changed to a frown as he noticed that none of them were available, meaning that all of them had been burnt to ashes by Tala.

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