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.

my impudence, where is the location of the

the energy was coming from, after a minute, Omgolung

killed my son is in

aback, the elder-looking orc asked

Where Marquiss

"Yes..."

no reaction as he had already expected such a scenario

the demon was living in his city, it meant that he

as the bloodlust that he had kept hidden within his body slowly started to

wasn't for that darned

felt his

Failure upon failure.

went downhill from his first failure in the expedition...and the same thing

his job properly, none

"...Silug"

his breath, a thick bloodlust

reason as to

wanted to set an example for the others that stood

this was the price of

done this, Omgolung wasn't planning on keeping

were at war after

wanted to teach him a

jail like 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 him join the

do this was because

but it would also boost the morale

"Chief!"

behavior and feeling the dense bloodlust leaking from his body, Umhra tried

the troops to go

glancing at Umhra, nodding his head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed across

all of the minor cities. We are

"Understood"

one of his servants, Umhra placed the horn in his mouth and blew

-Boooummmmm!

as Umhra blew on the horn, a shockwave swept the surroundings as every orc in

"keumm...Keumm..."

everyone's attention, clearing his throat and putting the horn

with what you're doing, under the orders of chief Omgolung we are going

shout their war cry completely unaware of the fact that most will

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

into the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted his steps

"Show yourself"

gotten better of the

air with two empty eyes stood a black humanoid figure who indifferently looked towards the orcs beneath him. Behind him, thousands

had a grin plastered on their

since we last met

the air, a constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's

as a powerful pressure

mind, the elder-looking orc next

this is likely a trap to rile you

by Azeroth in order to

down as he nodded

"...a pity"

floated in the air, its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung

fully. Spiky bones and blistering membranes stretched upward preventing anyone from seeing anything other than this being. Still, as the creature stared at Omgolung from below,

question Omgolung, why are you

fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice

you know

his head,

don't, was it because you missed me after

"Khrrr...as you wish"

in the air, with each breath Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of a muffled thunder escaped his nose as

Azeroth wanted to play games, he was going to show him a fun