Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

"Please!"

"Save us!"

"Thank you for helping us!"

"I want to see my family!"

Hearing these screams was like torture for the adventurers who were still clashing with the orcs.

It wasn't as easy as it sounded, however, since the orcs were quite literally overpowering them with relative ease.

However, they did not give up just because of that. In fact, it pushed them to fight even harder.

As the orcs attacked, the three used their coordination and teamwork to block and parry the blows.

They even occasionally attacked here and there, but none had borne fruit as of yet.

The orcs were on an entirely elevated caliber, having OP's of 8.

Rothis went in for an attack, but the orc he was attacking quickly swung its axe at the adventurer.

Rothis attempted to parry the axe with his sword, but the sheer force of it was still enough to push him back quite far, pushing his body to the limit.

As he knelt back and rested, Cylline dashed in and stopped the attack coming at Rothis with her blades.

However, she was quickly thrown back as well, and that was when Solvir stepped in with his shield to defend both of his teammates.

When he was tired, driven to his feet, Rothis stood once again, slashing at the orcs once again.

However, the beasts quickly drove them back--their onslaught ruthless.

"We can't do this much longe--" Cylline attempted to say, but was quickly cut off by Rothis.

"Shut up!" He yelled, "We can do this! We must!"

Cylline quickly looked at his expression as she heard this, seeing the determination in his eyes.

'He doesn't want the kids to lose hope...' She surmised, facing the orcs with a newfound resolve as well.

Just like this, they continued to fight--the cries of the children driving them.

At that moment, Solvir's shield took a heavy blow from the hammer of one of the orcs, throwing him back.

Without a second delay, the other orc hurled its axe with full force into Solvir's shield, leaving a visible dent.

The force of these attacks caused too much trauma to Solvir's limbs, causing them to go limp from fatigue.

He panted in exhaustion as he fell to his knees, wheezing with a red face.

He had taken the brunt of most of the attacks, so he was on his last legs.

Rothis quickly looked back to check on his condition before returning his eyes to the orcs.

"Without him..." He began to say but was cut short--having to defend a flurry of violent blows thrown at him.

Without one of the three, their tagging-out strategy was completely ruined.

With both adventurers preoccupied with their own orcs, they were quickly slammed across the floor like bugs.

Rothis skidded to a stop, attempting to stand, but as he did an axe swung down on him from above.

He quickly dodged it, causing the axe to get stuck in the floor.

Seeing this opportunity, Rothis used the last of his energy to run behind the orc and jump on its back.

He held his sword above his head, thrusting it down into the neck of the beast.

"DIEE!!" He screamed, sweat and spit flying off of him.

The children held their breath on seeing this, anticipation causing them all to be speechless.

As the blade cut through an inch of the beast's thick hide, it suddenly stopped.

Rothis' eyes rolled back into his head, as he fell off of the orc's back before thumping onto the ground.

His sword clattered on the floor, as the orc pulled his axe out from the ground.

The kids felt their hearts sink into their chests as they saw this.

Along with that, Cylline was on her last weapon as well--her other sword having been hurled across the room.

At that moment, both orcs raised their weapons in the air, preparing to swing them down to finally demolish their opponents once and for all.

Silence filled the room, as the children gasped in shock.

Solvir stayed motionless, his eyes expanding as he attempted to yell--but nothing exited his throat.

The axe and hammer swung down at immense speed, the strength of the hulking orcs driving them down fiercely as they let out a fearsome warcry.

Just as the weapons came inches from hitting their targets, a sudden blur appeared in front of them at almost the same time.

Passing one of the orcs, its weapon was thrown into the sky and a gaping hole was blasted into its abdomen.

The other orc was next, its hammer sliding across the ground as several shots tore through its chest, leaving 5 complete holes.

They both fell on their backs in unison, as Tao instantly returned to Lyrian's shadow.

'They shouldn't have been able to see that... hopefully.' Lyrian mused, running into the room.

"What--what the hell was that?!" Solvir exclaimed in shock, unable to believe what he had just seen.

Cylline fell to her knees, at a complete mental loss on her accounts of the situation.

Never before had the two come so close to death, and never had they seen something so bewildering in their lifetimes.

Lyrian ran over to the three adventurers, this time making sure to heal them properly.

He gave tossed Cylline and Solvir full health and energy potions and poured both onto Rothis himself--seeing that he was unconscious.

'I want to conserve those, but it seems I have no choice right now.' Lyrian mused, but he wasn't too worried, as his supply was still more than half of what it originally was.

The children were also hushed, traumatized by what they had just witnessed.

Lyrian walked over to the cage and looked left and right to see if there was an entrance.

He found that there wasn't, and then pulled out his obsidian blade before slicing through a large hole in the gaping metal cell.

As he entered, the kids slowly walked over to him with confused and scared eyes.

He exhaled, calmly patting them out of the cage.

'Why... would any organization want to do this? What is their plan...'