Wings of Judgment

He shoved his leg down, the ground shattering under the stomp as he swung.

The chaosbringer drew a scarlet and gold arc as it cleaved through the wind with horrifying strength. 

CRACK

It dug into the orc's neck like butter, shattering his spine and muscles before it exited.

PLOP

The head rolled to his feet, disbelief etched in Vrashnak's dimming eyes as he dropped to the ground and sighed.

He pointed at Garduck and waved at the others.

"Support the rear line against the cavalry. Chain the orcs—kill them if they resist."

Everyone nodded as Garduck stood guard by him. Yet a question couldn't help but shoot through his burning lips.

"Where did that light come from? I mean, congratulations on your victories." 

Adam chuckled as he saw Garduck scratch his cheek and shrugged.