[Bonus chapter]A Glimpse into the Past

"Lazy heathen! You get those beasts moving towards the battle field or I'll use your skull as a blood cup! You! Stop with the slaves, there will be time for mating later get back to the lines!" Shouts the war priest as he holds a bronze skinned palm to his three eyes, his skin covered in tattoo's painted from the blood of the multitude of bodies surrounding his small camp.