Chapter 81

Galum'nor struggled to his legs after feeling no more resistance from his opponent. He stared down at the now dead Goblin King and spat, "Ptui! Weak...me strong!" he raised his head towards the sky and let out one mighty roar.

While Galum'nor was roaring to the skies, the torrential downpour slowly started to weaken and became a drizzle, then disappeared. The dark clouds in the sky ran away like the huge orc's powerful roar scared them away .

The bright sun peaked behind the dark clouds that were slowly retreating and brought out light to the battlefield. There were corpses everywhere. Limbs were all over the place, arms, legs and even heads.

The muddy ground was littered with body parts, bits or chunks of flesh. Weapons and shields of the fallen, intact or destroyed, were spread all over the place. The murky water puddles that were created by the torrential downpour had blood, both fresh and black, mixed with it.