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 location of

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

demon that killed my son is

the elder-looking orc

Where Marquiss

"Yes..."

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

his city, it meant that he was the one

Omgolung felt his rage reach a whole new level as the bloodlust that he had kept hidden

it wasn't

Omgolung felt

Failure upon failure.

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

properly, none of this

"...Silug"

underneath his breath,

as to

to set an example for the others that stood

was the price of

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

at war

wanted to teach him a

in jail like that, the only reason why he was leaving him in jail

had to show him

reached its climax would he

was

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

"Chief!"

from his body, Umhra tried to redirect the topic in hopes of distracting

the troops to go there? I

Umhra, nodding his head,

the minor cities. We are directly marching

"Understood"

his servants, Umhra placed the horn in his mouth

-Boooummmmm!

every orc in the distance

"keumm...Keumm..."

gotten everyone's attention, clearing his throat and

under the orders of chief

the orcs proceeded to shout their war cry completely unaware of the

Karum! Karum! Karum!

...

"Stop!"

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

"Show yourself"

it seems you've gotten

with two empty eyes stood a black humanoid figure who indifferently looked towards the orcs beneath him. Behind him, thousands upon thousands of humanoid creatures similarly appeared out of thin

one of them had a grin plastered on

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 few other

detail, the hatred Omgolung had towards Azeroth intensified as a

unstable state of mind, the

likely a trap

set up by Azeroth in order to rile

down as he nodded Umhra

"...a pity"

the air, its blood-red eyes did not shift away from

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 its

Omgolung,

more fiercely, Omgolung's deep voice

play dumb, you

head, Azeroth

don't, was it because

"Khrrr...as you wish"

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

was going to show him a