The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Chapter 337 Fighting The Ogres 9

It was a painful move, but a necessary one, because the moment the berserk ogre realized it had missed her, it ground to a halt, twisted its massive body, and charged at her again, intent on slamming her into the earth.

Addison hissed as sharp gravel dug into her palms, but she forced herself back up. The berserk ogre was already barreling toward her, faster than before, giving her no chance to draw her sword from her magic bag to slash at its legs and slow it down.

She had stowed the weapon before diving aside, hoping to find an opening to strike again, but it was becoming clear that such a chance wouldn’t come easily.

Her earlier fears were proving true: she might end up exhausting herself completely before Zion even arrived. Only now, the stakes had climbed several notches higher.

"Grrr!" The remaining warriors growled in unison, trying to draw the berserk ogre’s attention. But it ignored them completely, its black, crimson-red gaze locked solely on Addison. To it, nothing else mattered.

She was the one who had slain both its brothers, and until she was torn apart, its fury would know no end.

Seeing that their taunts had no effect, the warriors tried the same tactic as before, lunging to clamp down on the berserk ogre’s limbs. But they couldn’t even get close. Each time it blurred past, a violent gust of wind burst from its movement, knocking them back like ragdolls.

They felt utterly useless, their strength meaningless before its speed. Addison, too, was forced to use those very shockwaves to spring herself farther away; she almost looked like a leaf caught in a storm.

But she knew it wasn’t all to her advantage, if just the wind could hurl her meters across the ground, what would happen if she was struck head-on?

Addison didn’t even dare imagine the outcome. A shiver shot from her scalp down to her tailbone, and cold sweat drenched her body as she poured every ounce of her strength into evading.

It wasn’t just about her reflexes anymore; she was pushing her senses, agility, and speed to their limits, calculating every movement in a split second.

Left or right?

Forward or back?

One wrong choice, one misstep, and she could throw herself straight into the berserk ogre’s path, and that would mean instant death. No wonder her entire body was slick with cold sweat.

Addison could see how helpless the warriors were. They couldn’t even protect themselves, let alone her, if any of them happened to be caught in the berserk ogre’s line of attack and failed to dodge in time; they’d be knocked to their deaths.

Gritting her teeth, Addison raised her voice. "Don’t get too close! We need another way to deal with it!"

She forced her tone to remain steady, calm, and commanding. As their leader, she couldn’t afford to show fear or panic. If she faltered, the warriors would unravel as well, and they would be reduced to nothing but headless chickens, easy prey for the raging monster.

Instead, she needed to steady them, to make them believe in her composure so they would follow her lead. She couldn’t afford any more casualties.

"Grrr..." The warriors growled hesitantly, refusing to back down. Some of their pack members had already fallen, and the grief only fueled their resolve.

’Addie, please... please be okay. Oh Goddess, please protect her...’ Zion prayed desperately, over and over, as he urged Shura to heal him faster.

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