Rise of the Horde

His gentlemanly side was screaming at him to save her at all cost since she needed help but her other side was telling him to watch and see what happens which was totally uncomfortable for him as he was not used to such situations. He has never been at such an odd with his own self on when he has to act by what was right and on what he should do right. His logical mind was telling him that he should watch what was going to happen in order for him to decide on what should he do which he had chosen.

“Help me…” Safiya tired her best to crawl toward her captain with all her might even though she saw the clear hesitation within his eyes as he looked at her while trying her best in order for her to survive. She was crawling with all her might and making use of her arms to the very best that she can in order for her to reach him while thinking for the best. The wargs were just loitering around her and had no intentions of finishing her suffering just yet as they followed after her while snarling like they would always normally do to their preys.

The captain who took notice of what Safiya was trying to do snapped, “Why don’t you wench just go away! I have no plans of dying today!” he screamed while trying to drive her away with his weapons but Safiya didn’t take it to heart as she thought that it must have been something that she uttered according to the dire situation that they are in right now. She would understand if he did it just because of the circumstance that they are in right now but little did she know that it was for just a simple which was for him to survive the ordeal. “Why don’t you just go die! You cunt!” the captain shouted as he throw her towards the wargs who were closing in on her.

Safiya was shocked by the turn of events, she tried her best to get closer to him in a possibility to be able to still protect him to her last breath but what did he do, he threw her away like some rug and told her to just die like some garbage. She was heartbroken and didn’t know what to do as she had dedicated all her life just to be of service for him, she did her best in all things possible but still, that was not enough. With no strength left in her body, she just stared at him… waiting for him to do something to save her which never came as the wargs tore her body apart… piece by piece.

“Just die already and not drag me down!” the captains voice reached her ears which further increased her hopelessness to the situation that he was in right now. The pain of her limbs being slowly taken apart by the giant wolves with their fangs was no problem for her as she have been subjected to much painful experiences before than that of what she was experiencing now. She had been through the pain of feeling her soul being almost separated from her mortal body, the pain of feeling being torn apart because of her nature of being a woman and many other pain and suffering that she should have not experienced but she did but nothing beats the pain that she was currently experiencing.

Khao’khen himself was at his wits end as he was trying his best to rein his gentlemanly side on the situation that he was witnessing. He might not be the most gentleman out of all the men out there but he still had his limits specially after hearing what the man who Safiya was trying hard to protect had to say. The wargs showed no mercy unlike him, they slowly tore her body apart, from limb to limb and making sure that she experience the worst possible way to die but not an ounce of was uttered as she seemed to be thoroughly crushed by the words of the one that held dearly to her heart which made her give up from trying her very best in order to survive as she remained there in place while uttering nothing except for a soft whimper and the tears flowing out from the corner of her eyes.

Khao’khen fumed after witnessing her death, “Why you!? Ungrateful bastard!” he yelled which left all those who followed him confused as they didn’t pay too much attention to their foes as all that was in their heads was about winning the battle that was presented to them.

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There was not an ounce of Safiya left as parts of her corpse was swallowed by the wargs that tore her part and Khao’khen had no plans nor a way to save her but what he can do was to at least give her some justice or a proper ending. Fuming with rage, he stepped forward and crushed the last member of Safiya’s group with no difficulty, he crushed the neck of the hapless guy in half in no time at all. “She dedicated everything of her for you!” his anger filled voice confused the captain of Safiya’s group as he was shouting in Ereian tongue. “You should be thankful for it! But what did you do!” he shouted right at his face while he clutched him by the neck and raised him up by a few inches from the ground while the victim of his anger struggled for air.

Of all the things that Khao’khen hated in all his life even in his previous life was ungratefulness which is why he was so triggered that he had to act in person. “Everything that she has done was for you! And you had the gall to tell her just to die… And even have the audacity to call her a wench?” The chieftain of the wargs was fuming mad like no other. He had never been this mad in his entire life except for this one occasion where he was triggered too much by the opposition by their actions and words. “The fuck is wrong with you!” he screamed right at his face with no qualms given which left all of those watching the spectacle confused. The Ereians were confused as they finally learned that an orc or a bloodthirsty savage that they commonly called was able to speak their tongue so fluently and those who have been with the chieftain saw his thoroughly enraged state for the very first time.

“Ugh…kkkkk…” that was all that what the one he was choking good muster to say but Khao’khen had no plans on releasing or loosening his grip on his neck no matter how much struggling he did in order to have some air. “You know what!? You deserved a much painful death than hers!” he threw to the direction of whatever remains of Safiya was left on the ground after the wargs did their thing on her. “Her silent screams of pain… You didn’t hear her right… Allow me to somewhat replicate her pain for you…” he stepped on one of his arms and put all his weight onto it while squeezing it against the cold ground and when he realized that his own weight wasn’t enough, he called for the ogres to do the deed. And with the weight of the ogres, he made him experience having his limbs crushed one by one. “Do you feel it? The pain from it? That is nowhere near from the pain that you had let her experienced…” he stood tall upon her chest which caused him to have some difficulty in breathing as his weight was bearing down upon his chest.