Theo’s bold stance confused Orlando, especially since Theo was almost dwarf-like in comparison. The elves may wield strange powers, but he was confident he could take them if it came to a straight brawl. But why were the elves not interceding on behalf of this impudent human?

No, I had a feeling of danger a moment ago…

Orlando’s intuition was actually fairly honed, despite his barbaric appearance. He would never have survived as a clan leader in the Great Forest if he hadn’t been able to rely on his intuition to escape danger. He was well versed in running away or bowing his head to preserve his life in untenable situations.

So it was rather confusing that his intuition was warning him in this particular situation.

“... Don’t make me laugh!”

This time, Orlando ignored his intuition. A soft, weak human shouldn’t be any trouble, and there were many elves around. Orlando had only ever heard of the terror of humans from the wizened elders of the tribe, so he was filled with confidence.

Crunch, crunch.

Orlando’s massive muscles swelled...