The appearance of an incomprehensibly powerful individual could devastate a warrior's resolve and morale. History may have its share of heroes who would fight to the death, but the Ogres before them were certainly not among them.
Being slaughtered like helpless sheep, their morale plummeted. They were beaten into a full retreat, their faces masks of terror as they pushed past their own kind to fall back.
Zat and several Beastman Giant Axe Guards followed Levi, forming the sharpest edge of the assault.
The Lord acted as the spearhead. No matter the foe before him, they were instantly cut down by his two unstoppable giant swords. Any who slipped past were dealt with by the Beastman Guards following close behind.
The battlefield had become a slaughterhouse. Swathes of Ogres at the front fell, blades flashed, and flesh flew amidst a continuous chorus of screams.
"Follow me!"
