By fighting dirty

Lorelei‘s frail elven back almost immediately broke on impact. She was quicker than the orc, and surely knew how to use her legs better, but her pale body was still much weaker than the green-skinned one.

As the brutish orc approached ready to finish her, the elf could only think of one thing…

With full determination, she kicked her slim leg up, smashing her foot right between the legs of the orc chief, who started to stumble back in sudden pain.

Lorelei smirked. It was a perfect hit~. She got back up, and back into her fighting stance. Now she knew that if she wanted to win, she needed to fight just as dirty as the orcs were~