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Chapter 879 Reign's Dominance Over Orobir: Giving the Signal

"Damn you!" Orobir shouted as he swung his hammer from below, but it hit nothing as Reign had already anticipated it and dodged ahead of time. With his head still hurting and his combat aura unstable, Orobir charged at Reign with more anger than before.

The battlefield was charged with tension as Reign and Orobir continued their intense duel. Despite the overwhelming power of Orobir's combat aura, Reign stood tall, a smirk playing on his lips. The other members of the team couldn't help but glance at the unfolding spectacle, their attention torn between their own battles and the clash of titans.

Gideon, in the midst of fending off multiple adversaries, spared a moment to observe Reign's confrontation with Orobir. The sheer force of their clash sent shockwaves through the air, and Gideon couldn't help but be impressed by Reign's resilience. However, he couldn't afford to be distracted for long, and he refocused on the enemies surrounding him.

Theron, with his keen intellect, sensed something unusual in the way Reign had disabled Orobir's combat aura. While he couldn't pinpoint the exact technique used, a suspicion lingered in his mind. Theron's eyes narrowed as he continued to engage the vice-commander in a battle of magical prowess. He stored the information away for later consideration.

Siabas, the hooded man, maintained his enigmatic composure as he observed the unfolding events. His sharp eyes followed Reign's movements with a hint of intrigue. While he couldn't discern the exact nature of Reign's technique, Siabas had a sense that there was more to it than met the eye. His shadowy attacks continued to keep potential threats at bay.

Lumi, while still employing her weird, and yet effective skills as a Trickster, weaved illusions that added an extra layer of confusion to the battlefield. Her eyes, however, flickered toward Reign and Orobir from time to time. The sudden shift in the battle had caught her attention, and she couldn't help but wonder about the source of Reign's advantage.

As Reign and Orobir clashed, the air crackled with the intensity of their rivalry. Orobir, still recovering from the effects of Reign's soul attack, gritted his teeth and surged with renewed determination. He swung his warhammer with a ferocity that seemed to defy the laws of physics.

Reign, agile and composed, continued to dance around Orobir's attacks. His dual swords moved with precision, finding openings in Orobir's defense. However, Reign refrained from delivering any lethal blows, choosing instead to test Orobir's endurance and observe his reactions.

"You play a dangerous game, human!" Orobir growled, frustration evident in his voice. "But you won't escape the consequences of your actions!"

Reign, still smirking, replied, "Consequences are for those who can catch me, big guy."

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The banter between the two combatants added a layer of tension to the already charged atmosphere. Orobir, driven by a mix of anger and pride, unleashed a barrage of powerful strikes. Each swing of his warhammer was met with the calculated evasion and counterattacks of Reign.

Meanwhile, the rest of the team continued to hold their ground against the enemy Tier V combatants. Gideon's immense strength proved crucial in breaking through the enemy lines, creating openings for the others to exploit. Seraphina's Guardian abilities provided a sturdy defense while her bow proved to be of great danger to the enemy combatants, while Theron's magical prowess countered the enemy vice-commander's every move.

Siabas, remaining in the shadows, launched precise attacks against key opponents, ensuring that none could disrupt the flow of the battle. Lumi's illusions continued to disorient and confuse the enemy forces, preventing them from organizing a coordinated response.

As the battle unfolded, Reign decided to escalate the confrontation. With a swift movement, he closed the distance between himself and Orobir, his swords flashing in the dim light. Orobir, still recovering from the lingering effects of the soul attack, struggled to match Reign's speed.

"Come on big guy, what's going on, you seem a bit slower than before." Reign said with a chuckle and wide grin on his face as he used his lightning, which was further boosted by his light and darkness manipulation, to shock Orobir from time to time and start pilling damage on his body.

Seizing the opportunity, Reign unleashed a series of rapid strikes, aiming not to incapacitate but to wear down Orobir's defenses. Each slash of his swords was calculated, targeting joints and vulnerable areas. Orobir, caught off guard by the sudden change in strategy, found himself on the defensive.

"You're strong, but strength alone won't save you," Reign taunted, his voice carrying a confident tone.

Orobir, his frustration growing, attempted to counter Reign's onslaught. He swung his warhammer with all his might, aiming to crush his elusive opponent. However, Reign's agility allowed him to evade the crushing blows, leaving Orobir swinging at empty air.

It didn't help Orobir that he was still being attacked by Reign's soul attacks.

In all honesty, Orobir was simply not Reign's match, and that mostly came from his character and personality.

He was a loud person who easily got fired up and angry, and his combat aura was the same, only intensifying those emotions and giving him more strength.

With Reign, who could manipulate souls and even attack the souls of others, such power was actually a disadvantage, and Orobir was unable to use it.

Each time he tried to use his aura, it would flare up, but then another headache would come.

Reign could have ended this battle a while ago, but he didn't want to.

It wasn't as if he was taking pleasure in torturing Orobir slowly, but because he wanted to see what the others could do. He wanted to see just how they fought when they were fighting seriously, and what kinds of skills and powers they had exactly.

As the battle between Reign and Orobir unfolded, the other members of the team continued to engage the enemy forces with determination. Gideon, having carved a path through the opposition, turned his attention to the surrounding Tier V combatants. His massive weapon cleaved through the air, sending adversaries flying.

Siabas, the hooded man, continued to strike from the shadows, his attacks precise and strategically aimed. Lumi, in her Trickster form, maintained a chaotic dance of illusions, further disorienting the enemy forces together with Solis while Elara coordinated with them, combining their illusions and tricks with her fire to create a symphony of destruction.

Despite the chaos and intensity of the battle, the team operated with a fluid synergy, each member contributing their unique skills to the overall strategy. The enemies, caught off guard by the diverse array of abilities, struggled to mount a coordinated response.

Reign, still engaging Orobir in single combat, pushed the limits of the enemy commander's endurance. The lingering effects of the soul attack, coupled with the relentless assault of Reign's dual swords, took a toll on Orobir's physical and mental state.

"You're persistent, I'll give you that," Orobir grunted, attempting to muster his strength. "But this won't end well for you."

Reign chuckled, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "You're right about one thing, big guy. It won't end well for you."

With a sudden burst of speed, Reign unleashed a flurry of strikes, each one aiming to exploit the weaknesses in Orobir's armor. The enemy commander, unable to match the agility of his opponent, found himself increasingly vulnerable.

Meanwhile, Theron, in the midst of his magical duel, sensed an opportunity. With a calculated incantation, he unleashed a surge of arcane energy that disrupted the enemy vice-commander's concentration. Seizing the moment, Theron launched a decisive magical assault, incapacitating his opponent and shifting the balance of the battlefield.

Gideon, having cleared the immediate threats around him, joined forces with Seraphina to confront a powerful enemy Tier V. The two warriors, combining their strength and Guardian abilities, engaged the adversary in a fierce melee. Their coordination proved effective, and the enemy Tier V struggled to withstand their combined assault.

Siabas, the enigmatic figure, revealed a new aspect of his abilities. With a swift movement, he stepped into the shadows and reappeared behind an unsuspecting enemy Tier V. His shadowy attacks struck with precision, incapacitating the opponent before they could react.

Lumi, noticing the turning tide of the battle, decided to amplify the chaos. With a wave of her hand, she created illusions of reinforcements, making it appear as if the enemy was facing an overwhelming force. The confusion among the enemy ranks deepened, and they began to lose cohesion.

"It's time," Seraphina said as she took out a small baton from her spatial ring and suddenly twisted it. Strange runes and symbols on the baton suddenly lit up after she did that, and without missing a beat, Seraphina placed the baton back in the ring and smirked.

Further away from the base, the commander of the Irason forward base, together with the Tier V combatants, and a group of 700 elite soldiers, was staring at the base that was shaking from the incredible battle that was taking place there before his eyes widened and he took a baton that looked similar to the one Seraphina had in his hands.

It was shining a brilliant yellow color, which was the signal they didn't truly expect to get. It meant that everything was fine and that they were free to attack the base now.