Rise of the Horde

Khao’khen turned his head towards Yakuh who was eagerly waiting for his command to go in and join the fray, the Skallsers also had the same eagerness in their eyes as their new clan chief and can’t wait to charge in as the previous battle didn’t satisfy them since the fight was turned into a chase instead of a real clash. “Ikrah, Pelko, Adhalia and…you” remain with the captives and make sure that they won’t escape, Khao’khen continued and paused a bit after his gaze went towards Baron Husani but he forgot his name since he always remained in the background and was almost silent all throughout the time that he had been with them. He knew that there was someone among the Ereians who were with him aside from Adhalia and Drakhars from the land of the orcs to the north but he can’t quite remember his name.

Baron Husani froze after the leader of the orcs contemplated for a few seconds after landing his eyes on him, he was shaking in fear deep inside since he thought that the chief of the orcs might just decide to end him right there and then since he is of no use. He was about to open his mouth and try to convince the leader of the orcs of his usefulness in the future but thankfully his fear didn’t come true as the fearsome orc shifted his gaze away from him after saying some words towards the other orcs who were guiding the giant wolves into battle and to the member of the House Darkhariss.

Despite him feeling relief that his fear didn’t happen, he was convinced that if he doesn’t prove his worth, he would die. ‘I have to do something to make myself valuable’ he thought while he diligently kept watch of their captives, “Oh right… My territory should be the next place we will head to after we are done here…” he mumbled to himself then Adhalia suddenly turned her gaze towards her, “What are you mumbling about? What about your territory? Don’t even think about making trouble for us in your territory, you have no chance… but if you want to gamble with your life on the line, you are very welcome.” She grinned towards him like she was asking him to dare and do it.

“N-no…no…no… I w-wouldn’t d-dare.” Baron Husani stuttered while breaking out in cold sweat, he already imagined dying a gruesome death under the hands of the orcs if he dared. And he was sure that even before he could make some waves, he would be killed in the most painful death possible, the limbless captive was still there to remind him on how cruel the leader of the orcs could be.

The ogres already disappeared under the cloud of dust that still lingered and Khao’khen finally gave the order for the Skallsers to move in. Battlecries echoed out among the Skallsers as they charged forward towards the battlefield and keen to find their next foe as soon as they can.

“For the chief!”

“Take their heads!”

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“For the horde!”

“For glory!”

Their battlecries thundered which gave a fright to the hounds who were weakened because of their previous attack, they can’t see what was heading towards them nor who were their new enemies but they are sure that it wasn’t someone easy to deal with as they could feel the ground beneath their feet tremble a bit because of their incoming enemies.

Commander Lastam grouped up with some of his veteran warriors after wandering around under the cloud of dust since he feared that he would be easily taken out by the demonized baron if he was all alone. “Form a defensive circle!” he shouted since they still have no idea where their new foes would come from nor where is that beast lurking at.

Lishtal prayed to all the gods that he knew of after hearing the battlecries and the sound of their charge, he beg all the gods that he knew of to protect him but would the almighty beings listen to the request of a puny mortal. The angry roar of an ogre soon boomed and a scream of panic quickly followed it as a few Ereians were sent flying into the air. After realizing that they were up against something as dangerous as the beast that they couldn’t take out even with their combined effort, the Bloodhounds started fleeing away in all directions, they no longer cared about anything else and the only that was going on inside their heads was to get away from the clouds of dust that had monsters lurking in it.

Skirmishes broke out in different areas as the Skallsers engaged with the weakened veterans of the hounds who they easily took care of but there was something moving about around them that they can’t figure out but they were certain that it was something or someone powerful since it was able to wound many of them in just one passing. The orcs then proceeded forward with caution and waited for the dust to completely settle since it has almost calmed down but the ogres didn’t care as they continuously moved forward despite not seeing what was up ahead of them, when they get attack then they would just retaliate towards the direction of the attacker.

Khao’khen was staring at the idiot that was in front of him who had his legs mangled as he crawled on the ground. At first, he thought that the moron was someone among the fallen since his eyes were closed and he was unmoving but he gave out an agonized scream when an ogre stepped on his legs while passing by, “What went through his mind to sleep in a battlefield?” he was baffled by the crawling person.

Lishtal thought that he would be safe but that was just his wishful thinking as he now lost both of his legs when a humongous foot stepped on them. Fearing that another foot of that size would step on him again, he started crawling away with all his might despite the pain that was coming from one of his broken hands and on what remains of his legs. He was in tears while he crawled and still continued to beg for mercy from all the gods, he knew but when his eyes met with the eyes of an orc that was staring at him, he froze.

Khao’khen approached the crawling man who kept staring at him with shaky eyes. “You must be a blockhead… choosing to sleep in a battlefield…It mist hurt a lot.” He pointed towards the wounds of the still frozen Ereian. Lishtal was sent into a state of confusion after hearing the orc speak their language, “Please spare me… I still want to live.” He quickly begged after realizing that the orc that was in front of him can speak their tongue and he might have a chance to live. “Sorry but your fate is already sealed…You will bleed to death while under constant pain even if I leave you alone.” Khao’khen pointed at the injuries of Lishtal that was bleeding profusely like that of a broken faucet.

Lishtal turned his gaze behind him and saw the thick trail of the blood that he created while trying to crawl to safety in hopes that he would still survive but it seemed that it was hopeless. His forehead slumped down on the ground and cursed under his breath, he inhaled deeply then raised his head towards the orc that spoke with him, “End it…” he closed his eyes and accepted his fate since he knew that even if the orc didn’t kill him, he would still die albeit with more pain.

Khao’khen nodded his head then with a flick of his wrist, he decapitated the unfortunate fool to give him a swift death. Lishtal opened his eyes after feeling a sting on his neck then saw his body a inches away in front of him, ‘I was beheaded’ that was the last thought that came into his mind before his consciousness faded away. Khao’khen shook his head after giving the dimwit a swift death then turned his gaze towards the battlefield to understand the situation since the dust that engulfed it finally settled down.