The Author's POV

-Rumble! -Rumble!

The ground shook as an ocean of bulky figures wearing large metallic armors walked through the vast plains of Immorra.

As the troops marched forwards, they left nothing but devastation in their wake as they crushed anything that obstructed their paths.

With each step they took, the ground beneath them shook.

Be it demons or beasts, they would attack and show no mercy.

Blood spilled everywhere as the green plains of Immorra were dyed by a sea of blood.

Karum! Karum! Karum!

Chanting their war cry, the orcs excitedly plundered the cities they crossed and took whatever they could find.

Food, clothing, gems, coins, anything that could be taken was taken.

Nothing was spared.

"Khrrr..."

Standing behind the army, overlooking the orcs from the distance, was an imposing and enormous figure whose frame was much larger than that of the orcs in the distance.

The figure's muscles were extremely defined as they bulged out of his body. His forearm alone was the size of a human head.

The orc's skin was a shade of dark green and on his body, were red tattoos that traced from his face all the way to his abdomen.

"Khhr...khrr..."

Thin adulation of energy emanated from the orc's body every time he took a breath as a stifling atmosphere shrouded the area he was in.

With his eyes closed, the orc had his arms crossed and stood still without moving a single muscle.

He acted as though nobody was around him.

As the green orc stood motionlessly with his eyes closed, behind him, five orcs stood with their backs straight not daring to make a single move nor utter a single word afraid of angering the orc before them.

Although each of the five orcs that stood with their backs straight all had rather powerful energies, theirs was a far cry from the power of the orc that was before them...as just a single glance from him could cause their blood to freeze.

Omgolung

That was the name of the figure before them, and he was their chief.

"Hm?"

Sensing something, Omgolung suddenly opened his eyes as he stared towards the distance.

"Has something happened chief?"

Noticing Omgolung's strange behavior, slowly walking towards his direction was a thin elder-looking orc that supported his body with the help of a wooden staff.

Glancing at the elder-looking orc before him for a second and staring toward the distance Omogulg's deep and raspy voice resounded across the space.

"Umhra, I sense it..."

Solemnly looking at Omgolung, the elder-looking orc named Umhra asked.

"Sense what?"

After a short pause, an extremely frightening pressure exuded from Omgolung's body as he slowly spat.

"...I sense the demonic presence that is responsible for my child's death"

-Fwua!

Suddenly, like a tremendous gust of wind, everything around Omgolung was swept away as the orcs standing behind him had a hard time stopping themselves from being swept away as well. It was as though a tremendous tornado was upon them.

"khhh...chief!"

Fortunately, the pressure did not last for long as Omgolung was able to quickly regain his composure.

Sighing in relief, opening his eyes slightly, Umhra asked.

impudence, where is the location

to get a better feel of where the energy was coming from, after a minute, Omgolung responded as he stared

demon that killed my son

elder-looking

Marquiss

"Yes..."

mention of Azeroth's name, Omgolung showed no reaction as he had

his city, it meant that he was the one who had issued the

whole new level as the bloodlust that he had kept hidden within his body slowly started to reveal itself as a suffocating pressure engulfed the area he was

it wasn't for that darned

felt his

Failure upon failure.

first failure in the expedition...and the same thing happened with the food

his job properly,

"...Silug"

name underneath his breath, a thick bloodlust emanated

was a specific reason as to

set an example for

this was the price

Omgolung wasn't planning on keeping Silug

at war after

just wanted to teach him a

that, the only reason why he was leaving him in jail was to dilute his

to show him his

when the war reached its climax would he release him and let

do this was because he wanted to appear magnanimous

also boost the morale of the

"Chief!"

from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic in

to go there? I

head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed across the

of the minor

"Understood"

large horn from one of his servants, Umhra

-Boooummmmm!

horn, a shockwave swept the surroundings as every orc in the distance stopped whatever they

"keumm...Keumm..."

his throat and

the orders of chief Omgolung we

a couple of seconds, the orcs proceeded to shout their war cry completely

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

after deciding to go to Setin, abruptly staring into the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted

"Show yourself"

seems you've gotten better of

out of nowhere and standing in the air with two empty eyes stood a black humanoid figure who indifferently looked towards the

them had

while since we last

the air, a constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's torso...resembling a lot like the heads of

Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a powerful pressure bore down

mind, the elder-looking

likely a

trap set up by Azeroth in order to rile up Omgolung so that he

this, Omgolung quickly calmed down

"...a pity"

humanoid creature floated in the air, its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even once.

blistering membranes stretched upward preventing anyone from seeing anything other than this being. Still, as the creature stared at Omgolung from below, a horrible

still haven't answered my question Omgolung, why are you suddenly

fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice

dumb, you know exactly why I'm

his head, Azeroth

was it because

"Khrrr...as you wish"

breath Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of a muffled thunder escaped his nose as he

was going to show