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

again and taking a second to get a better feel of where the energy was coming from, after a minute, Omgolung responded

demon that killed my

aback, the elder-looking

Marquiss

"Yes..."

name, Omgolung showed no reaction as he had

living in his city, it meant that he was the

those lines, Omgolung felt his rage reach a whole new level as the bloodlust that he had kept hidden within his body slowly started

it wasn't for that

Omgolung felt his blood

Failure upon failure.

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

done his job properly, none of this would've

"...Silug"

name underneath his breath, a

as to why he had imprisoned

example for the

the

wasn't planning on keeping Silug

were at war after

just wanted to

powerful figure rot in jail like that, the only reason why he was leaving him in

had to show him

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

reason why he wanted to do this was because he wanted

even more, but it would also boost the morale

"Chief!"

feeling the dense bloodlust leaking from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic in hopes of distracting

troops to go there? I

his head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed across

all of the minor cities. We are directly marching to

"Understood"

large horn from one of his servants, Umhra placed the horn

-Boooummmmm!

surroundings as every orc in the distance stopped whatever they were doing

"keumm...Keumm..."

everyone's attention, clearing his throat and putting the horn back, glancing at everyone, Umhra

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

of seconds, the orcs proceeded to shout their war cry completely unaware of the fact that most will die as a result of this

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

it seems you've gotten better of

who indifferently looked towards the orcs beneath him. Behind him, thousands upon thousands of humanoid creatures similarly

single one of them had a

a while since we last

dangled around the

this detail, the hatred Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a powerful pressure bore down

mind, the elder-looking orc next to him

down chief, this is likely a trap to rile

heads was definitely a trap set up by Azeroth in order to rile up Omgolung

Omgolung quickly calmed down as he

"...a pity"

its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even once. A bony tail

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

answered my question Omgolung, why

even more fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice

play dumb, you know exactly why

his head,

because you missed me

"Khrrr...as you wish"

similar sound to that of a

Azeroth wanted to play games, he was going to