"Kaaaaaaaa....bastaaarddd....." yelled the gnome shaman as it's muscles sized from the current passing through it's body ,from the mole's body. It made him grit his teeth to the point they were about to break , but his anger was to big and his pride to bruised for him to fall from that.

"Kuaaaaaaaa.......

The gnome screamed, but it was only music to Moro's ears."Hahaha..... you can struggle all you want, but you're already dead."

'Khhhhk, orc bastard! I'll show you the real power of the gnomes.....

*Bam* *Bam*

As this was happening two more gnomes fell to the ground by a precise rock to their head. One was easily backhanded by Moro one meter away, while the three others reverently attacked Moro with their swords and spears.

*Ting Ting Taangggg*

Their weapons were of good quality for a gnome or any other beeing of the forest the same strength as them, but they were useless against Moro's full plate armor. They just bounced of the armor like they were made out of rubber, but that was enough of a threat for Moro to notice. Although his armor was sturdy and it couldn't be damaged by the gnomes, he knew that it was not invincible especially his groin area, and he preferred to keep his balls.

'Vermin.....

Moro quickly let go of his poleaxe and in a swift couple of moves, he crushed the pestering gnomes that were attacking him. A punch caved in the skull of one of them, a backhand made one of them fly away, and back kick crushed the face of the other. This of course didn't take more than 3 seconds, but that was all the shaman needed to make his move.

"Qiiiiiiiiiii.....

*Bam*

The almost dead mole had made a comeback. With the poleaxe still attached to it's head it had stood up on its hind legs, and then fell back down again. With that fall, a rippling quake spread all around with it as the epicenter , and of course Moro felt it.

"Shit...." blurted out Moro as he felt his center of gravity was all over the place and he almost fell down. It made him scared for a moment, but he didn't know yet that it was only the beginning.

' Dirty orc, I shall bury you alive!'

The shaman who had been unable to make a move until now had finally acted. He had taken over the 'Gigant Mole's' body and was now controlling it like he wished, disregarding that it was on its last breath. It had first disrupted Moro's and Faik's balance so they could not easily move, attack or defend, and now it would make his own move.

'What....

It took less than half a second, and so quickly that neither Moro or Faik could do anything as the solid ground around both of them begun to liquify and try to swallow them hole.

"Quiiiiiiiiii...

The shaman used almost all the spiritual energy he had left and the earth opened like a big ravenous mouth and swallowed both of them in one big gulp. They didn't even have time to make a sound as they were buried alive.

"Qiiiiiii....

The ground then settled down once again, hiding it's fangs one more time.

"Haah haah haah....guaaaaaaa......" yelled out the shaman as it cut the link with the mole and regained his senses. The shaman tightly squeezed the pulsating sides of his head as his vision blurred to a mangled grey and his ears, nose and eyes bled out.

"Kaaaaa....aaaaaaaa....." repeatedly yelled out the shaman as he pressed against the back of the now dead mole in pain.

' Aaaagh.... my head is going to split open....it hurts so much! I guess using such a large amount of....of my spiritual energy in such a short time..... really is bad. Ughhhhhh..... my heaaad!' lamented the shaman as it looked at the surroundings with his blurry vision and managed to see that two of his tribesmen although wounded, had managed to survive. They had won the battle, but shaman wasn't pleased with such a result.

' Those bastards, I'll make them pay for this! I'll use their skulls to dig the waste holes of our tunnels, use their intestines to hang their children, use their eyes as delicacies.....huh, what it that soldier saying?'

The shaman who had just managed to regain his senses managed to hear the voice of one of his subordinates, and a chill creeped down his spine.

"Shaman, look out!"

Those words were like nails on a chalkboard for it as it quickly turned it's head, only to see Faik who had come out of who knows where, on the air with his left hand extended outward.

"No..." was the only word the shaman could muster in despair as the world around him slowed down significantly. He could clearly see the smiling green face of the goblin before him, those mocking eyes he wished to gouge out over and over again until he was satisfied, those ears he wished to cut of, but that was all he could do, wish for it.

He tried to will his hand to raise up, to maybe defend , but what the shaman didn't know was that what he was experiencing right now was only an illusion, a memory of what had already happened, but only played back by his brain in slowmotion. The gnome so vividly experienced this moment that if you would ask him how many hairs were in Faik's extended hand he would correctly answer in a heartbeat, but nothing mattered right now. He just unwillingly saw Faik open his hand and more than ten small pebbles shoot out of his hand like the arrows of an Arkmaster, piercing deep into his upper body and head, ending his life.

"SHAMAN!"

"Kooaaaa....

The two remaining gnomes watched with teary eyes as their leader was killed, and they completely lost their senses. They rushed towards Faik with boiling anger, but if an angry charge could solve a battle, the truly powerful wouldn't exist in this world.

"Diaajakaka....

"Kaaaaaaa....

They just uttered gibberish as they rushed Faik with weapons in the air, but Faik just looked at them with disdain.

' You're 100 years to early to kill me, now die!'

*Bang* *Bang*

Two stones that had been previously used to kill two of their comrades flew from the ground and striked them in the head, immediately breaking their skulls and necks. The two remaining gnomes bloodily fell to the floor, their faces smashed in, paralyzed and slowly dying.

"Huuuuu...." Faik let out a breath he had been holding in for some time and calmed down. The battle was finally over and they had been victorious.

' That was dangerous , we almost died, but it fortunately was within our plans. Moro.....' Faik looked towards were Moro hd been buried and saw that the ground was shaking. He didn't say anything and just went to the place and used his magic to remove the dirt that was crushing him. As soon as enough dirt was removed, Moro came out of the hole like a madman, yelling and screaming.

"Guaaaaaaa......I'll kill you! Fucking gnome....I'll fucking kill you!"

Dirt and rock were pasted on his armor, making him look like he had just dug out of his grave. Faik of course didn't say anything, but just watched Moro's display of anger, and tried to hold back his smile.

' Such a brute.... but I have to admit, his willpower and strength are quite astonishing. He doesn't seem to be wounded and just angry. To go unscathed by such an attack is a great feat of strength, thought I also managed to survive unscathed.'

"Heh...." Faik unconsciously let out a smirk and Moro turned around with bloodshot eyes. Faik was ready to apologize for that, but the words he would hear would freeze the smile on his face.

"Faik! Why haven't you killed him yet?!"

Faik didn't understand at first who Moro was referring to, but when he envisioned where Moro was looking, he panicked and turned around. An unbelievable sight greeted him.

" It's... not possible! I already killed him!"

In Faik's view was the gnome shaman who was staring at them with an unnerving smile, a twisted dagger on his left hand. He spoke only one word before stabbing himself with that dagger on the chest.

"Sedav...

The dagger easily penetrated his heart , but the gnome didn't fall. Instead Faik noticed a rush of spiritual energy pass through him and he didn't like it at all.

"Faiiik! What is happening?" yelled out Moro, but Faik didn't answer as he was to busy trying to cast his spell, but he found out it was useless. The elemental particles would not gathered no matter how much he tried, and he tried.

"MORO, GET READY FOR BATTLE! A demon is coming.....

"Demon....

As Faik finished his words , the gnomes body exploded with blood all over the place, his limbs twisted in weird angles, his skin fell of, and in less then two seconds something came to this world. It was an almost 2 meter tall, slim reptilian looking humanoid with scaly grey skin . It had two long legs and arms that ended in there big claws that could easily gut a man out, the face of a lizard, and numerous sharp triangular teeth. It also had a long tail like a crocodiles that swished around.

"Kiiiiiiiiiiii......

It released a piercing cry as it relished it's birth, and it was quickly given it's first gift , Moro's fist to the face that is.

*Bam*

The demon flew about a meter in the air before it twisted it's body and landed in all fours. It eyed Moro with it's beady eyes and opened it's mouth wide revealing a blood red throat.

"Doge!" yelled Faik, but Moro had already moved as he had felt the danger. He rolled to the side and immediately got up to see that the place he had just been was surrounded by black mist.