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(POV: Unknown)
A lone figure stood on a pile of dead bodies.
The ground.. No, there was no ground.
Where the figure stood had already been flooded with colors of green and red.
The green was the color of the corpses of the countless Orcan soldiers, and the red was the color of their blood splattered on all the dead bodies.
The foul stench of death had taken over the destroyed land that was once lush with greenery.
The lone figure stood there. On his shoulder was a long, blue, blood stained cape that went over his back— fluttering in the wind that carried that foul stench of death he so hated.
He was happy, yes. He had killed a lot of Orcs, but he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of unease. He didn't know why.
'Maybe it's because I couldn't get their captain? He was quite the quick fella.' He thought to himself.
