100 False Demigods (2)

The area and caverns of the ancestral grounds had been smashed and everywhere were the signs of destruction from their battle. Aleks's tendrils had rampaged through the area and the shaman's summons and magic spells had also caused no small bit of devastation. The ground was upturned and the outside cavern face was smashed with rubble everywhere. It was a frightening battlefield that would leave one with a feeling of awe. Only Lariel remained unconcerned from her vantage point in the sky.

As the once Orc had become a monstrous being that could no longer be recognized, the disembodied voices of the Ancestral Spirits howled. Visible on the body of the naked, hulking being were twisted and contorted faces of totemic animals. It was as if the hulking mass were an amalgamation of a variety of beasts.

"You dare insult us? We are divine spirits worthy of worship and adulation. You are an abomination! We will destroy you and the world shall owe us a favor!"