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 energy was coming from, after a minute, Omgolung responded as he stared towards a

killed my son is

aback, the elder-looking

Where Marquiss

"Yes..."

no reaction as he had already expected such a

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

had kept hidden within his body slowly started to reveal itself as a suffocating pressure

wasn't for

Silug, Omgolung felt his

Failure upon failure.

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

his job properly,

"...Silug"

underneath his breath, a thick bloodlust emanated from Omgolung's

a specific reason as

wanted to set an example for the others

the price of

he had done this, Omgolung wasn't planning

were at war

wanted to teach

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

to show

reached its climax would he release him and let

this was

solidify his position even more, but it would also boost the morale of the troops as

"Chief!"

the dense bloodlust leaking from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic

we redirect the troops to go there? I

his head,

forget about all of the minor cities. We are

"Understood"

horn from one of his servants, Umhra placed the horn

-Boooummmmm!

swept the surroundings as every orc

"keumm...Keumm..."

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

the orders of chief Omgolung we

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

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted his steps as glared towards a certain area in the

"Show yourself"

it seems you've gotten better

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

single one of them had a

a while since we

constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's torso...resembling a lot like

Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a powerful pressure

of mind, the elder-looking orc next to him

chief, this is likely a trap

Azeroth in order to rile up Omgolung so that he could increase

calmed down as

"...a pity"

its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even

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

my question Omgolung, why are you suddenly attacking us

fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice resounded across

you know

his head,

because you missed me after

"Khrrr...as you wish"

a similar sound to that of a muffled thunder

games, he was going to show him