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In a panic, Rayal darted through the dark alleyways, desperate to escape the terrifying Dark Orcs. His footsteps were swift and rapid, and he felt a twinge of guilt for the unfortunate vagabonds who had become human shields. Though they had once intended him harm, they were now unwitting heroes in his escape.
After a few turns, Rayal's mood plummeted. Ahead, a tall, solid wall abruptly blocked his path. It was a dead end, his escape route completely cut off. Rayal felt a sinking sensation, helplessness and despair spreading through him. His breathing became rapid, and a chill ran down his spine. This was no ordinary wall; it was an insurmountable barrier, marking the end of his escape.
In the dim alley of Accra Castle, Rayal's heart began to race, and before him was only a thick, heavy wall. Deep despair grew within him as the wall seemed to be the end of his fate, blocking all escape routes. His breathing became rapid and heavy, each breath feeling like inhaling cold mist.
At that moment, he heard the heavy footsteps and low growls of the Dark Orcs behind him. They chased after him like nightmares from the night, each step exuding a heavy and dangerous aura. Rayal could sense their almost bestial ferocity and desire, their murderous gaze seemingly declaring his fate.
He turned to face the approaching Dark Orcs with a heart full of panic. At the end of the dead-end alley, he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and fear. His body involuntarily pressed against the wall, his eyes filled with terror and uncertainty. These orcs before him, their strength far exceeded his imagination, their eyes revealing a bloody thirst and unyielding wildness.
Rayal pressed tightly against the cold wall, his heart beating rapidly like a drum, each beat seemingly warning of the impending danger. At this critical moment, he attempted to activate the skill called "Shadow Walker," hoping to vanish and escape this death trap. However, as he focused on calling forth the power within, a system prompt suddenly appeared, informing him that this skill was still on cooldown.
A sense of despair poured over Rayal like cold water, leaving him feeling powerless. At that moment, the Dark Orcs had already surrounded him, their roars and heavy footsteps filling the alley, each step seeming to declare Rayal's fate.
Rayal knew he had to act quickly, so he attempted to activate another skill - "Escape." His heart was filled with a desire to survive, his muscles tensed, ready to unleash his full speed in that instant. However, at this crucial moment, the skill suddenly stopped halfway through. The system's prompt appeared again, displaying the chilling fact - escape failed. Fear and helplessness filled his heart. Staring tightly at the Dark Orcs in front of him, their eyes gleaming with fierce red light in the moonlight, their weapons cold and brutal. He knew that facing these intimidating enemies, he had almost no chance of winning. His breath became rapid, cold sweat sliding down his forehead, each drop quietly slipping away like grains of sand in time.
The shadows of the Dark Orcs quickly approached, their eyes flashing with red light, and their hands gripping various weapons, every movement exuding ferocity. Rayal closed his eyes, his heart filled with chaos and struggle. He knew that if he truly used the Lethalization skill, it would once again lead to tragedy, but if he didn't, he would have no way to escape.
This moment of hesitation seemed to become the longest in his life. His inner struggle between justice and survival, every heartbeat seemed to ask: What should I do? He knew deep down that once he made a choice, there would be no turning back.
At this critical moment of life and death, Rayal's heart was filled with intense emotions. He recalled his journey from being an ordinary person to being reborn in this fantastical world. He had thought he would be able to start a new life in this new world, but instead, he became a hunted wanderer, spending each day in hiding and fear.
"No, I refuse to accept this!" Rayal roared in his heart, rejecting this fate. He came to this world not to hide, but to become a true hero, someone respected and admired by people.
Rayal's eyes shimmered with a steadfast light, and his heart was filled with unparalleled courage. This world may be full of challenges and dangers, but he was prepared to face everything. He knew that a true hero does not avoid difficulties, but stands up in the face of adversity.
"The enemy should be defeated!" Rayal firmly told himself. His body was filled with strength, and he was ready to face the upcoming battle. He knew that this was the crucial moment to prove himself and change his destiny.
He took a deep breath, gathering all his fear and hesitation, his muscles tensed, ready to face the attack of the Dark Orcs. In that moment, Rayal was no longer a wandering fugitive, but a brave warrior ready to confront the challenge.
At that moment, the Dark Orcs' great hammer swung fiercely towards Rayal, and his heart almost stopped. The hammer cut through the air, carrying a powerful force that seemed unstoppable. Rayal's instinct drove him to quickly dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow by mere microseconds. The hammer struck the wall heavily, creating a deafening roar, leaving a deep dent in the wall, with debris and dust flying everywhere.
Rayal's heart was pounding, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. Faced with such a formidable enemy, he knew he had to use all his strength to have a fighting chance. The attacks from the Dark Orcs were fierce and precise, requiring Rayal to be even more cautious, with every dodge and counter-attack being crucial.
In the moment when the Dark Orcs swung the hammer again, Rayal displayed astonishing agility, stepping aside with precision. His every move was calculated, like a carefully choreographed dance. Rayal focused intently on every move of the Dark Orcs, attempting to find a weakness in this life-and-death struggle.
Dark Orcs seem to be amazed by Rayal's agility, but they do not slow down their attacks. Instead, they become more ferocious in their assault on Rayal. Each hammer blow carries astonishing force, and if Rayal is not careful, he could be severely injured or even killed.
Rayal knows deeply that this battle is far from easy. His body seems to be reaching its limits as it constantly moves. After each dodge, he must quickly reposition himself to find the next opportunity. His breathing becomes rapid, but his determination never wavers. Under this pressure, his thoughts become clearer, and every decision is a testament to his will to survive.
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