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

a better feel of where the energy was coming from,

demon that killed my son

the elder-looking

Marquiss Azeroth

"Yes..."

as he had already

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

he had kept hidden within his body slowly started to

wasn't for

Silug, Omgolung felt

Failure upon failure.

the

done his job properly, none of this

"...Silug"

his name underneath his breath, a thick bloodlust emanated

specific reason as to why he had

an example for

was the price

wasn't planning on

were at

to teach him

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

to show

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

wanted to do this was because he

even more, but it would also boost the

"Chief!"

from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the

the troops to go there? I mean

head,

about all of the minor cities. We are directly marching

"Understood"

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

-Boooummmmm!

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

"keumm...Keumm..."

his throat

orders

starting at each other for a couple of seconds, the orcs proceeded to shout their war cry completely unaware

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

deciding to go to Setin, abruptly staring into the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted his steps as glared towards

"Show yourself"

seems you've gotten

who indifferently looked towards the orcs beneath him. Behind him, thousands upon thousands

them had a grin

a while since we last

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

the hatred Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a

mind, the elder-looking orc

is likely

by Azeroth in

calmed down as he nodded

"...a pity"

eyes did not shift away from Omgolung even once. A

themselves fully. Spiky bones and 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 on

haven't answered my question Omgolung, why are you suddenly attacking

more fiercely, Omgolung's deep

not play dumb, you know exactly

his head,

was it because you missed me

"Khrrr...as you wish"

breath Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of a muffled thunder escaped his nose as he glared at Azeroth in

Azeroth wanted to play games, he was going to