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

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

that killed my son is

elder-looking orc asked

Marquiss Azeroth

"Yes..."

Omgolung showed no reaction as he had already expected

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

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

wasn't for that darned

Omgolung felt his

Failure upon failure.

his first failure in the expedition...and the same

he done his job properly,

"...Silug"

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

a specific reason as to why he had imprisoned

to set an example for

was the

he had done this, Omgolung wasn't planning on keeping Silug chained up for

were at war

just wanted to teach him

rot in jail like that, the only

had to show him

when the war reached its climax would he release him and

to do this was because he

would also boost the morale of the troops as Silug was a force to be reckoned

"Chief!"

his body, Umhra tried

we redirect the troops to go there?

nodding his head, Omgolung's deep voice

the minor cities. We are directly

"Understood"

horn from one of his servants, Umhra placed the horn in his mouth and

-Boooummmmm!

on the horn, a shockwave swept the surroundings as every orc in

"keumm...Keumm..."

that he had gotten everyone's attention, clearing his throat and putting the

doing, under the orders

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

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

gotten better of the

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

of them had

been a while since we last

constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's

hatred Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a

state of mind, the elder-looking orc next to him

likely a trap to rile you

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

quickly calmed down as he

"...a pity"

air, its blood-red eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even once.

seeing anything other than this being. Still, as the creature stared at Omgolung from below, a horrible

Omgolung, why are you suddenly attacking us

more fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice

dumb, you know exactly

head,

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 glared

to play games, he was going to show him