When Thrall was a child, although Blackmore provided him with enough food and necessary safety, in fact, for a child, Thrall lacked the necessary companionship from birth. Before meeting Taresa, the tribe's remains were used to loneliness.

During that long process of growth, only the nature around him was with Thrall.

The breeze, the earth, the flames and the flowing water, Thrall was interested in these elements that made up the world since he could remember. When he was bored, he often fantasized about how good it would be if the soil could speak, and what would happen if the strong wind could bring him into the sky. In countless sleeps, he played on the grass with some friends who could not tell their names.

And on this chaotic night, when Thrall was once again hammered by Orgrim on the ground, the young orc's face was tightly pressed against the ground, and the wet soil was stained by his lips, silent and cold. He wanted to ask for help from the earth, but received no response.

"Can you stand up again?" Orgrim carried the Hammer of Destruction on his shoulders. He looked down at the motionless Thrall and whispered: "If you don't respond, it means you have given up."

"For... Taresha, I won't... admit defeat!!" Thrall climbed up from the mud with difficulty. He groped for the weapons on the ground, but found that the sword had already been broken in the battle just now. Letting an alliance's standard weapon compete with Orgrim's hammer of destruction itself is an egg-hitting stone.

"Now you don't even have weapons." Orgrim said with a smile: "Do you want to fight me with bare hands?"

Rahl did not respond to him, but wrapped his fists tightly in broken strips, then stared at Orgrim.

"I appreciate this boy more and more now!" Gromash waved his hand and signaled the Beast soldiers to stop for the time being. He then strode back to Kagas's side: "The wonderful battle is worth my wait for a little longer."

Kagas did not care about Gromash's words, but stared at the two orcs fighting on the field. Out of glory in his heart, Orgrim threw the hammer of destruction to the ground and fought with Thrall with bare hands. The two soldiers waved their iron fists and fought fiercely on the muddy land. Even Kagas, who is best at gladiator, had to admit that this young man named Thrall did have powerful power!

Orgrim, who threw away the warhammer, suddenly reduced Thrall's pressure, but facing the opponent's continuous attack, the young orc still had the illusion that he would be knocked down the next moment!

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Orgrim faced Thrall's fist that was attacking rapidly, but he didn't resist at all, but let him hit his face. The severe pain made the former chief of the tribe stimulate powerful force again. He took advantage of the interval between Thrall's attack and punched the opponent's chest.

It was like being kicked by a strong war horse. Sar flew out again and fell to the ground. He could no longer remember how many times he had fallen into the mud tonight.

"Bah!!" Orgrim spat hard, spitting out the blood-stirring saliva: "Now, give up."

Thrall shook his head unconsciously and murmured: "No...I won't give up..." He tried to get up again, but found that he no longer had enough strength.

"Dadi...help me..." Saar coughed a few times and said softly.

"It's time to end this battle." Orgrim also lost his patience. He strode to Thrall to knock the young orc out of nowhere. But just as he was about to approach Thrall, a strange change occurred in the muddy ground.

With a whoosh, a long rock thorn suddenly appeared on the surface of the ground and attacked Orgrim. When he was busy dodging, another spike shot over.

"This is...the power of elements!?" Just as Orgrim was busy avoiding the attack of the spikes, a storm appeared in his heart.

The successive rock thorns gave Thrall temporary safety, and Orgrim also held the Hammer of Destruction again in his hand. He planned to confirm again whether this was the power of the element.

Bang!!! The sharp rock thorns and the warhammer collided fiercely, while the other one flew over the orc's thick arm, leaving a blood mark on it.

When Orgrim tried hard to approach Thrall, the young orc had accumulated enough strength and slowly stood up.

"Huh... I will defeat you with the earth!" Thrall whispered.

Several lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating the bodies of the two orcs. The intermittent lightning made the fierce battle between Thrall and Orgrim like a stop-motion animation.

"I used to be the chief of the tribe, I am Orgrim. The Hammer of Destruction!" Faced with Thrall's continuous attack, Orgrim seemed extremely crazy. The hammers in his hand kept dissolving elemental attacks from the ground, and at the same time perfectly resisted Thrall's fists.

In the end, the Hammer of Destruction obtained this battle with its more exquisite fighting art: Thrall did not completely master this power, while Orgrim once again seized a loophole and threw Salgan to the ground with one hammer.

"If everyone in the tribe was as strong as you, then nothing would have been so bad." Orgrim shook his head and said, "Here you help this child up, he is one of us."

"What should I do if that woman named Taresa?" Gromash whispered, "Do you still want me to go?"

"...Forget it, let's talk about it when he wakes up." Orgrim rubbed his face: "I had a fight with this kid, and now I'm in pain."

"That's the power of elements." Kagas said with his eyes narrowed: "I always thought Drektal's request was just a waste of time. Now it seems that the old man has already planned it."

"Do your own business well, not much else to say." Orgrim whispered: "Now we will rest in this fort for a night and leave here early tomorrow morning."

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"Thanks to the Holy Light... Thrall is not dead!" In the hut, Taresha couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Thrall being supported by two orcs.

"But he was very hurt." Medivh smiled and said, "From his mouth shape, Thal was injured to protect you."

Taresa is a smart girl. She naturally understands why the castle Nesar fights, so she whispers: "What can I do for him?"

"Just do as I ask, then no one will be hurt anymore." Medivh said softly: "For Saar, for you, and for this town."
Chapter completed!