What he could see with his eyes was not something he ever imagined he would get a chance to see, good and fine he brashly announced himself a king and his territory though a bit small, a kingdom. Now his territory was large enough to house millions with ease, and even more so it was slowly shaping up to be a whole lot more than what he could have possibly envisioned. And it was not a part of his plan, honestly speaking he didn't think he would ever get this far, but here he was, at the head of an extremely long procession of orcs, and on a road that until a few moments ago, he didn't think it was possible to exist in Elysium. There were actual lamps on the road, lots for stops that have not been built yet, and military outpost of sorts to patrol the roads, and keep watch on the canyons to the north and the monsters it held.