Pamela's POV
The orc pulled his finger away from my grip before grabbing my hand in a bid to prevent me from escaping.
Buzz!
Lightning crackled around the orc's war ax and he swung at me ruthlessly, not even caring that he was about to crush a little girl.
He sounds human but he's still as ruthless as an orc, I chuckled within as my eyes revealed a pink flare.
"Uncle Orc, Simon says freeze." I giggled.
Swoosh!
A powerful shockwave erupted as the orc froze mid-strike, his war ax just inches away from my face.
"Gah!" He groaned as veins bulged around his forehead.
His muscles were bulging as well, his veins pulsating with green light. Uncle Orc was putting in all his effort to strike at me, but he couldn't move.
[Simon Says] was the fourth game my [Child's Play] talent gave me access to. This game was simple: I give an order, and you must carry it out without fail. Should the player try to resist Simon's orders...
Pfft!
