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 of the

second to get a better feel of where the

my son is

aback, the elder-looking orc asked

Where Marquiss Azeroth

"Yes..."

as he had already expected

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

his rage reach a whole new level as the bloodlust that he had kept hidden within

it wasn't for that darned

Silug, Omgolung felt

Failure upon failure.

in the expedition...and the same thing happened

he done his job properly, none of this would've

"...Silug"

muttering his name underneath his breath,

a specific reason as

to set an example for the others that stood

this was the

wasn't planning on keeping Silug chained up for

at war

to

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

to show

climax would he release him and let him

to do this was because he wanted to appear magnanimous

would also boost the morale of the

"Chief!"

leaking from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic in

we redirect the troops to go there? I mean

his head, Omgolung's

all of the minor cities.

"Understood"

his servants, Umhra placed the horn

-Boooummmmm!

as every orc

"keumm...Keumm..."

attention, clearing his throat and putting the horn back, glancing at

the orders of chief Omgolung we are going

of seconds, the orcs proceeded to shout their war cry

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

you've gotten better

in the air with two empty eyes stood a black humanoid figure who indifferently looked

them had a grin plastered on

been a while since we last

constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's

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

mind, the elder-looking orc

chief, this is likely a trap

a trap set up by Azeroth in order to

this, Omgolung quickly calmed down as he nodded Umhra in

"...a pity"

from Omgolung even once. A bony

anything other

answered my question Omgolung, why are

fiercely, Omgolung's deep

you know exactly why I'm

his head,

was it because

"Khrrr...as you wish"

breath Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of

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