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

taking a second to get a better feel of where the energy was coming from, after a minute, Omgolung responded as he

my son is in

aback, the elder-looking orc

Where Marquiss

"Yes..."

mention of Azeroth's name, Omgolung showed no reaction as he

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

the bloodlust that he had kept hidden within his

only it wasn't

felt

Failure upon failure.

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

he done his job properly,

"...Silug"

his breath, a thick bloodlust emanated from

was a specific reason as to why he

wanted to set an example for the

this was the

had done this, Omgolung wasn't

at war

to

let such a powerful figure rot in jail like that, the only reason why

to show him

the war reached its climax would he

to do this was because he wanted to appear

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

"Chief!"

behavior and feeling the dense bloodlust leaking from his

to go

glancing at Umhra, nodding his head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed across the

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

-Boooummmmm!

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

"keumm...Keumm..."

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

with what you're doing, under the orders of chief Omgolung we are going to

shout their

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

gotten better of

figure who indifferently looked towards

had a grin plastered on

a while since we last

in the air, a constant shadowy veil dangled around the creature's torso...resembling

towards Azeroth intensified as a

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

chief, this is likely a trap

a trap set up by Azeroth in order to rile up Omgolung

this, Omgolung quickly calmed down

"...a pity"

away from Omgolung even once. A bony tail swept behind the creature as coarse hairs cover it

him, two gigantic wings extend themselves fully. Spiky bones and blistering membranes stretched upward preventing anyone from seeing anything other than this being. Still, as the creature

still haven't answered my question Omgolung, why are

Omgolung's deep voice resounded across the

play dumb, you know exactly

head,

don't, was it because you missed me after

"Khrrr...as you wish"

air, with each breath Omgolung took, a similar sound to that of a

games, he was going to show