Is this really a Game?!

The once-proud chieftain of the orcs was standing in the middle of the hall as 6 humans were a couple of meters away from him, his left hand was gone and his mighty glaive was broken in pieces. The right side of his chest had a terrible wound while a horrific burn was around it, behind the boss however stood a white-haired ogre with a hammer in his hand. With great force, the ogre hit the back of the chieftain as the latter falls down on one knee.

"Argh!" The boss quickly vomits out some more blood as he tries to get up, Wolf and the flaming arrow had given him some injuries and weakened him before while the spear had done serious damage. Being hit from behind with such force, however, was something he truly didn't expect as no one would usually try something as dangerous as what Greenie did.

The pillar behind which he hid previously was almost completely destroyed and Greenie didn't manage to come out completely unscathed, his back was burned and multiple wounds could be seen on it from the intense shockwave and demonic energy that managed to hit him. Compared to the boss, however, he was still in much better shape.

"It's over." Reign suddenly speaks out as the chieftain stares at him with a hateful expression on his face. Wolf was standing behind him as his scales suddenly disappeared, the purple flames covering his body were gone and he was back to his normal, human form.

He suddenly leans forward and falls down on his knees as his hands were on the floor. The incredible power boost his skill provided was truly amazing, but of course, the drawback was heavy as well, even with Wolf being level 39 and having high stats he was still exhausted after using it.

Azar's eyes suddenly shine as he sees the sight, but soon get extinguished by Reign's words.

"Don't even think about it, he's not the only one that can increase his power like that."

The chieftain's eyes widened slightly after hearing his words, but after sensing the powerful presence behind him he soon recollected himself, since this group of humans attacked his base like they did it was obvious that they were confident of winning.

The only thing he didn't understand was how they managed to get to his throne room so fast and why did one of his personal guards betray him. He soon realizes that another figure had entered the throne room and was currently standing in front of the door. Upon turning his head slightly to the right his eyes widen in shock as his face turns red in anger.

"MAGOKUR!!" The chieftain shouts out in fury as he suddenly gets up on his feet, Greenie was ready to hit him again but stops as he notices that the chieftain was not moving from the spot, merely standing there menacingly while staring at Magokur.

"Chief," Magokur answers calmly as he slowly walks forward, he wasn't a fool and knew that even though the huge orc was seriously injured, he was still a danger to him. A cornered animal was the most dangerous one, there was no saying what Azar might do in his fury, the orc already knew that victory was impossible right now after all.

"So it was you, it all makes sense now." The chieftain says as he puts his right hand on his chest and spits out some blood, "The death of my commander, my orcs betraying me, these humans arriving here so fast, it was all you."

"Correct."

"I thought that Azul had probably betrayed me and ran away, but it seemed you have dealt with him as well." Azar suddenly says as he glances at the blood-soaked hammer in Magokur's hands.

"Yes."

"And now you're here, standing before me as I stand injured, outmatched by my enemies, have you come to gloat, vice-commander?" Azar smiles mockingly as he says the last part of his sentence, Magokur's face drops slightly after hearing his words before staring back into his eyes.

"No, there is no gloating here, me and you have had our differences, large ones, but I do respect your strength and what you were able to do here, no matter how much I disagree with it." Magokur suddenly says as he nears closer to Azar.

"The reason why I decided to join them and take you down is simple, there will always be someone more powerful out there, why should we all kill each other and weaken our forces when we can work together and become more powerful."

"Work together, why should I work together with those detestable humans?!" Azar suddenly shouts in fury as he glares at Magokur, "We have been enemies for as long as I remember, they have been hunting us down on my planet for millennia, not only there, but in different corners of the universe, on other planets, humans and we do not mix, it is either we or they, and I will be damned if I join forces with them!" Azar furiously states as Magokur looks down before looking back at Azar.

"I truly do feel sorry for you chief, but it does not have to be that way, on my planet we are at peace, an orc empire that has over 3 billion orcs has managed to establish itself and has an alliance with humans and the others races, it can be done!"

"What happened in the past does not dictate the future, instead of looking back every single time, we should look forward, strive to become better, and work together, not fight endlessly until one of us perishes for all eternity!"

Magokur's thunderous statement suddenly forces the orc chieftain to stay silent, he never knew what kind of place Magokur came from, the latter never said anything about his past and he always thought he was like the rest of them. It had become obvious to Magokur that the chieftain would not listen to him ever since the day he met him, his hatred towards humans was too large and it was almost impossible for him to change his mind.

If he had told the chieftain about his origins before he would have probably been either laughed at or banished, at the worst-case scenario the chieftain would brand him as a traitor to all orcs and execute him. It was only now, at the end of the rope when the chieftain was battered up and exhausted that he would listen to reason, as late as it was.

"And why are you telling me this, don't tell me you think you can persuade me to join you, not only would I never do that, but I bet your friends won't agree either." Azar glances at Reign and the others who were looking at him warily, Greenie was still in his new form behind him, ready to smash his hammer down if he was to exhibit any aggressive behavior.

"No, I just wanted you to know that our race won't fall with your death, instead I will do everything I can to lead our people here and to make sure that we will survive and grow stronger." Magokur was right in front of Azar, their faces only half a meter apart as the two orcs stared at each other. Azar's berserk state had ended and he was just a bit taller than Magokur who still had to look up in order to see eye to eye with the chieftain.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

A hearty laugh reverberates through the hall as the chieftain laughs without any care in the world. The laugh continues for a full minute before the latter stops and catches his breath before turning around and falling down on his knees.

"I hope that you are right Magokur, I will not be here to see the end of your journey but all I wanted was for us orcs to have a place in this world, no matter how." Azar suddenly looks at Greenie who was in front of him with his giant hammer.

"Finish it, this battle is my loss." Azar's vision was starting to get a little blurry from all the blood loss he was experiencing, his arm was gone and the blood hadn't stopped flowing as a puddle of blood had already formed beneath him. Greenie simply nods before catching Reign's katana that the latter had thrown his way, even though the orc was an enemy, he wanted his death to be a clean one.

Greenie holds the katana with both hands before swinging it down towards the orc's head.

Swish

With a clean cut, his head was cut off from his body as a peaceful expression was plastered on his face.