Planet F*king Maloras (2)

The earth quaked as a loud screech split the air across the rolling green plain dotted with boulders and trees. Shortly after the metallic cry was heard, a deep yet mighty voice shook the surroundings.

"The battle has started, demons!"

Gripping a large steel axe stained black with blood, stood a tall, pale, muscular humanoid figure with a massive scar covering half his face.

His heavy green eyes that were sunk beneath his brow, gazed skyward where a dark creature with horns and vast leathery wings hovered.

Its blood-red eyes met his with equal malice. Neither spoke, but tension hung thick in the air.

"Hsshhh...hsshhh..."

The land shook as a thunderous clang echoed across the rugged plains. Moments later, a deep yet powerful voice boomed across the terrain.

standing before his army of orcs was their imposing white-skinned leader, clutching a massive bloodied ax. A long scar marred his face beneath heavy green eyes.