Vaskra's Inner Mind

Vaskra glided over the few remaining survivors of the heroes that had been guarding the colossus. Her Wind Blade shredded them to ribbons securing the safety of her troops that had already landed and were finishing off their own individual battles. The heroes were of no particular threat, mostly because they had expended all of their mana in keeping the colossus under control.

As Vaskra landed, she could hear a quarrel going on between a few of her orcs. 'Trust it to be them! What the hell has happened now!' She thought angrily as she wheeled her way towards them across the rough land.

"I told you it wasn't me! Don't you dare call me Shizran!" Shizran declared angrily towards his fellow orcs.

"Oh, so a random streak of shit just happened to float past between you, and I did it? Like it just so happened to think that it looked like a nice day to spread its wings and go for a quick flight? Why even deny it? The evidence is right there on that hole in your arse!"