Reign's Revenge

"Kya!" Raal screams in agony as he spits out a mouthful of blood. The sword had pierced right through the chest with the handle embedding deeply into his flesh. The steel throne was easily pierced as well, as the sword's blade was sticking out from the back.

"D-don't," Raal says weakly as he looks at the slowly approaching Reign. Lightning still flickered around him as his eyes were still shinning with a pale-white color. Reign simply looks at him with no emotion in his eyes. His footsteps were uniform and slow while his face was devoid of any emotion. It was as if the big orc in front of him was nothing more than trash he was about to take out.

"P-please," Raal says. He tries to lift his arm in an attempt to block Reign's way. With a simple slash of the scimitar, a couple of fingers fly through the air as Raal screams painfully.