The Author's POV

"Cough…cough!"

I coughed several times before finally reaching the castle's upper levels. When I opened the doors that led to the top of the castle, I saw the others standing in the same place I had left them, solemnly and heavily looking into the distance.

"How is the situation?"

I asked.

After sparing me a glance, Leopold commented.

"...Not good."

He was the only one who bothered to acknowledge me when everyone else was too busy observing the situation in the distance.

Boom—! Boom—!

The ground continued to shake, and anyone who paid close attention could hear the agonizing screams of the orcs as they struggled for their lives.

Seeing the scene, I asked Leopold.

"How many losses have the orcs sustained?"

"They've lost a couple of legions, and are barely holding on."

It was Angelica who spoke this time.

"The orc's line of defense will break soon. I was just about to call you, but it's good that you came here in time."

She added, her eyes squinting and locked in the distance.

"Mhm."

I nodded my head slowly and moved towards the edges of the wall.

From my vantage point, which allowed me to survey the entirety of the battleground, I could see how dire the situation was. Indeed, it was exactly as Angelica was describing it.

At this point, the orcs were just about managing to hang on. The only reason they were able to survive at the moment was because of Silug and Omgolung, who stood at the front and repelled the Marquis ranked demons.

If not for them, the situation would have been extremely precarious, if not hopeless altogether, and every single orc would have perished.

"Is it our time to finally make a move?"

Liam's voice, which was tinged with excitement, echoed beside me. Sparing him a glance, I shook my head.

"There is no 'our' in this situation. The only one that will move is me."

"Huh?!"

Everyone looked at me with surprised expressions when I said that. Before they could air their grievances, I added.

"I know you guys want to fight, but now is not the time. The only one that the demons are wary of, right now, is me. You guys will fight, but you aren't allowed to display a strength that is greater than half of your actual strength."

As soon as those words left my mouth, everyone's expression took a sharp turn for the worse. This was especially true for Liam, who appeared to have completely lost his soul.

battle maniac. I didn't doubt he would've

please do as I say. It's the best way

of things that I wanted to accomplish. Among these things, one of

domain soon to be engulfed in a war, it was no longer as safe as it was in

on earth, secretly building my forces for when the demon king arrives was the most

knows, in the near future I might even be able to build a city...ah, I'm getting

away from my ambitions which were spiraling out of proportion, I looked in Ryan's

head downstairs and get

"Got it."

eyes met mine. He

Angelica, who was now essentially acting

just hold back

asked while he placed his hand over the fortifications,

when I looked at

be a

my gaze over the others and

has to hold themselves back. You can go all out if

but it wouldn't be to the level where the others would

Gravar style at all if you can. If you do that, you'll end up getting way

that would stand out the most, it'd have to be Han

he was the most reserved member of the group; however, this only applied to non-combat situations. His power was unrivaled in the heat of battle, especially when it came to

might even be a lot more useful than I could ever

not think about

of jealousy. It was only after I took a peek at the Gravar style that I realized

"Alright, let's go."

of the castle,

others followed right

***

Boom—

the battlefield, where the leaders of both sides were engaged in combat, enormous energy blasts shot back and forth between the two camps, obliterating everything that was within their vicinity. Be it allies or

sight to anyone that watched

Where are

of the mayhem, a voice that was both frantic and angry could be heard. It belonged to none other than Azeroth, whose fingers

was clear from this exchange that Silug was a notch weaker than

"Khhh…"

in Azeroth's general direction. He remained silent throughout

I've planned this? My target used to be just you, but now that I've found out the truth,

from within Azeroth's body, and at the same time, his

Azeroth was already by his torso and had his hand

Bam—!

Silug's body was hurled all the way back, slamming into the ground as

Boom—!

in which he crashed, and the area around him turned silent as the orcs within the vicinity all

"Ukhh.."

at the ashen gray sky in the distance. At that moment, he had very limited control over his body. It seemed as though every single part of his body had

"No..t yet."

muffled and desperate cries of his kin, he used whatever

ended up dying today, he was only going to

'At least him...;

"Stay down."