Bab 105: Kill!

The cavern was filled with the low hum of dark magic, its oppressive presence radiating from Urza'lin as she prepared another spell, her desperation clear in every strained movement.

Her eyes darted to the Orcs and Elves who had once been under her control.

The tattoos that had bound them to her will were fading, vanishing like mist in the early morning sun.

Suddenly, a voice rang out through the chaos, piercing the air with a mixture of excitement and fury.

"VOLK! YOU CAN KILL HER! THE TATTOOS ON THEIR BODIES ARE GONE!" Grounad's shout echoed across the cavern.

Volk's eyes blazed with renewed intensity. He didn't need a second reminder.

The moment those words left Grounad's mouth, Volk was already moving, and his massive frame barreled forward like a war tank pouncing on every bullet shot.

His Axe of Dissection glinted in the dim light of the catacombs, its edge thirsting for blood.