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.

is the location

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

that killed my son is

the elder-looking

Marquiss Azeroth

"Yes..."

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

the demon was living in his city, it meant that

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

wasn't

felt his

Failure upon failure.

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

done his job properly, none of

"...Silug"

his breath, a

was a specific reason as to why he had

to set an example for the others that

the price

wasn't

were at

wanted to

jail like that, the only reason why he

had to show him his

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

wanted to do this was because he wanted to appear

it would also boost the morale

"Chief!"

odd behavior and feeling the dense bloodlust leaking from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic in hopes

we redirect the troops to

at Umhra, nodding his head,

forget about all of the minor cities. We are directly marching

"Understood"

Umhra placed the horn

-Boooummmmm!

as Umhra blew on the horn, a shockwave swept the surroundings as every orc in the distance stopped whatever they were

"keumm...Keumm..."

he had gotten everyone's attention, clearing his throat and putting the horn back, glancing at everyone,

orders of chief Omgolung we

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!"

day after deciding to go to Setin, abruptly staring into the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted his steps as glared towards a certain area in

"Show yourself"

you've gotten better of the

humanoid figure who indifferently looked towards the orcs

one of them had a grin plastered on

while since we last

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

hatred Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a powerful pressure bore down

Omgolung's unstable state of mind, the elder-looking orc next to

chief, this is likely a

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

this, Omgolung quickly calmed down as

"...a pity"

creature floated in the air, its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even once. A bony tail swept behind the creature as coarse hairs cover it

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

question Omgolung, why are you suddenly attacking

more fiercely, Omgolung's

dumb, you know exactly

his head,

because you missed me after last

"Khrrr...as you wish"

to that of a muffled

games, he was going to show