Hours before the central district of último Bastión collapsed..

  A huge Orc stood watching a magical sphere; the contraption served as a receptacle for the different orders given on the battlefield. Around him were orcs wearing heavy dark armors, which left exposed their chests full of battle scars.

  They were all accompanying their leader, watching the orb attentively, while the small mages, compared to the orcs, did their work. Anyone else would have felt intimidated by the presence of such massive, brutal humanoids, as orcs would be, whose smallest member was as large as a human considered tall.

  Then, a slender female figure appeared from the crowd. Her hair was white, as were her eyes. She was taller than the average man, and that, added to her gaunt cheeks and the red armor she wore, gave her a supernatural and ghostly, almost terrifying look.

  "No, there's no point in you being here, the messages won't arrive faster if you stay staring at that orb like fools."

  Orcium smiled when he saw his old comrade.

  "Heh, sorry, it's just that so much waiting makes me anxious, my hands are itching. While everyone fights, we're here sitting, helpless."

  Victoria returned the smile.

  "You're not the only one, I'm also very hungry, but at the war council they mentioned that most likely we'll be the ones to experience the most action."

  "How strange, besides Orcium, Arthur is supposed to be around here."

  "Oh, Orcium and Arthur? I assumed he'd be with you."

  "Hmmm, that lucky one, apparently he was called to support Michael. Aaah... Sometimes I wish I were like you, without a legion, being able to go from battle to battle."

  Victoria, at that moment, looked at the rest of the Orcs, worried that Orcium's words might have provoked the discontent of his legion.

  But to her surprise, most nodded in agreement.

  "These crazy guys really love battle. Well, I'm not very different."

  "More than being from battle to battle, I would like to be next to Eithne."

  "Ooooh, that's right, you and the little elf are lovers, hehe. I was very surprised a few days ago, I would never have imagined you were a man."

  Victoria paused for a moment to analyze what Orcium had said.

  "Wait, did this guy come to the conclusion that I must be a man?"

  "Hey, what do you mean by you never imagined I was a man?"

  "Well, you know, you're so thin and pale looking, And with that long hair, you know... i thought you were a woman at some point, hahaha."

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  Victoria gave him the sternest look she could at that moment.

  "Orcium, I am a woman."

  "HEHEHE, good one, Don’t mess with this old man."

  "I'm serious."

  "Wait, what? You're serious?"

  Orcium, suddenly, seemed noticeably confused and disturbed.

  "Wait, if you two are women, then how do you do it? I mean, you don't have anything down there, right? No, wait, do vampires have one?"

  Victoria, at that moment, gave up and rolled her eyes.

  "Forget it, let's focus on important things."

  Orcium went quiet, staring into nothingness, thinking about the information that had just been revealed to him.

  At that moment, the orb began to glow.

  "Attention to commanders Orcium and Victoria: tremors have been detected in the central area of último Bastión. Geomancers are on their way. Your objective is to stop the enemy and prevent them from reaching the surface."

  The orcs rejoiced along with Orcium and began to beat their chests and let out war cries. They were excited to finally be able to spill their blood, but above all, the blood of their enemies.

  At that moment the Geomancers arrived.

  "Guide us to the battle, mages."

  "YEEES, I want to go crush a couple of skulls!"

  "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

  The orcs were beginning to lose their calm.

  Victoria stayed a little farther from Orcium's noisy legion.

  "Aaaah... that's what happens when you gather the orc race and the berserker class."

  Each and every member of Orcium's legion was rank three channeler warriors.

  "Although they’ve adapted well to the environment, I still remember the beginning, when we had just arrived at último Bastión, arguments would break out between the orcs and the other legions. The only ones they got along with were Zorig's beast legion, but over the years they've become good comrades."

  Victoria's head filled with memories of those times.

  "I wish I had treated them better back then. In the end, we’re all just fighting to survive."

  "Eithne, please, stay safe."

  A light prayer left her lips, and she wished the gods would hear it. A useless wish; she herself, as the chosen of the god of death, knew very well the current situation of the gods.

  "Abandoned to our fate, in a world slowly crumbling toward ruin."

  Finally, they arrived at the area where they would begin their preparations to enter battle.

  "Commanders, we will take care of keeping the rest of the excavations closed; The largest excavation is directly beneath us."

  Orcium, then excited, spoke.

  "Very well, then make a hole down here, we'll go straight for them and take them by surprise."

  Orcium grinned, baring his fangs. The rest of the orcs began to strike their weapons against their pauldrons, intoning war chants in the form of roars and growls.

  WAR! WAR! WAR!

  Victoria positioned herself right next to Orcium, preparing for the drop.

  "I could get used to this."-Victoria said, caught up in the orcs’ battle frenzy.

  The Geomancers positioned themselves around the great legion and, at that moment, the earth itself opened, letting the warriors plunge down upon their enemies. In the underground, a group of scarabs were working with the serpent-men to make a path to the surface and to launch a surprise invasion.

  When the ground began to tremble, they assumed it was an earthquake. Or maybe the situation above had become dangerous enough for the aftermath of the combat to reach down here.

  At that moment, finally, the earth opened and, through the hole, orcs began to fall, ready for battle. The fierce orcs first encountered the scarab workers, whom they immediately began to tear apart with their axes and swords while shouting:

  WAR! WAR! WAR!

  At that moment Orcium fell.

  "KILL THEM ALL, LET THEIR DEATHS SERVE AS FOOD FOR THE GOD OF WAR!"