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 of

a better feel of where the energy was coming from, after a

my son

the elder-looking

Marquiss Azeroth

"Yes..."

reaction as

in his city, it meant that he

kept hidden within his body slowly started to reveal itself as a suffocating pressure engulfed the area

it wasn't

Silug, Omgolung felt

Failure upon failure.

downhill from his first failure in the expedition...and the

properly, none of this would've

"...Silug"

his breath, a thick bloodlust

a specific reason as to why he had imprisoned

example for

this was the

wasn't planning

at

wanted to teach him

like that, the only reason why he was leaving him in jail was to dilute his inflated

had to show him his

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

reason why he wanted to do this was because

also boost the morale of the troops as Silug was a force

"Chief!"

bloodlust leaking from his

to go there? I

Umhra, nodding his head, Omgolung's deep voice echoed

the minor cities.

"Understood"

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 in

"keumm...Keumm..."

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

the orders of chief Omgolung we are going to

at 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 a result

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

abruptly staring into the distance, Omgolung suddenly halted

"Show yourself"

it seems you've gotten better of the

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

single one of them had a grin

a while since we last met

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

as a powerful pressure bore down

the elder-looking orc next to him

likely a trap to rile

up by Azeroth in

down as he

"...a pity"

did not shift away from Omgolung even once. A bony tail swept behind the creature as coarse

anyone from seeing anything other

haven't answered my question Omgolung,

fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice resounded across the

dumb, you know exactly why

his head, Azeroth

I don't, was it because you missed me

"Khrrr...as you wish"

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

he was going to show him