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.

where is the location

and taking a second to get a better feel of where the energy was coming from,

my son is in

elder-looking orc

Where Marquiss

"Yes..."

no reaction as he had already expected such a scenario

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

bloodlust that he had kept hidden within his body slowly

wasn't for that

Omgolung felt

Failure upon failure.

went downhill from his first failure in the

his job properly,

"...Silug"

underneath his breath, a thick bloodlust

reason as to why he had imprisoned

wanted to set an example for the others that

this was the price

had done this, Omgolung wasn't planning on keeping

at

wanted to teach

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

had to show him his

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

to do this was because he wanted to appear magnanimous

solidify his position even more, but it would also boost the morale of the troops as Silug was a force to

"Chief!"

leaking from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic

the troops to go there?

his head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed

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

"Understood"

from one of his servants, Umhra placed the horn in

-Boooummmmm!

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

"keumm...Keumm..."

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

the orders

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

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

seems you've gotten better of

from out of nowhere and standing in the air with two empty eyes stood a black humanoid figure who

had a grin plastered on

a while since we last met

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

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

mind, the elder-looking orc next

chief, this is likely a trap to

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

this, Omgolung quickly calmed down as he nodded Umhra

"...a pity"

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

upward preventing anyone from seeing anything other

my question Omgolung, why are you suddenly attacking

fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice resounded across the

you know

his head, Azeroth

don't, was it because you missed me

"Khrrr...as you wish"

Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of a muffled thunder escaped his nose as he

play games, he was going to show him