Deep within the rugged terrain, Nitish's gaze fixated on the roaming orc army. They were a fierce and formidable force, known for their brute strength and indomitable spirit. Nitish saw an opportunity to expand his dominion, to add their power to his growing forces. With strategic planning and a touch of cunning, he would bend their wills to his own.
Drawing upon his knowledge of the realm's dark arts, Nitish hatched a plan. He would employ the use of demonic worms, insidious creatures capable of influencing the minds of those they infested. These worms would serve as the key to subjugating the orc army, compelling them to pledge their loyalty to Nitish.
Under the veil of night, Nitish approached the orc encampment. His steps were cautious, his heart pounding with anticipation. With the cover of darkness, he infiltrated their midst, slipping past their guards unnoticed. The sound of raucous laughter and the scent of roasting meat filled the air, masking Nitish's presence.
Quietly, he released a swarm of demonic worms into the camp. The worms slithered stealthily, finding their way into the orc warriors' food and water supplies. Unbeknownst to the orcs, their fate was sealed as they consumed the tainted nourishment.
The demonic worms worked swiftly, their insidious influence taking hold within the orc warriors. Slowly, their minds became clouded, their thoughts muddled by foreign desires. Nitish observed from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as the worms' influence began to reshape the orc army.
Days turned into weeks as Nitish patiently awaited the worms' effects to take full hold. He observed subtle changes in the orc warriors' behavior—once-independent spirits now subjected to an unseen force. Their aggression became directed, their actions guided by an external will.
Finally, the time for revelation arrived. Nitish stepped forward, revealing himself to the now obedient orc army. Their eyes, once wild and untamed, now held a glimmer of recognition as they regarded their newfound master. Nitish's presence commanded respect and authority, their loyalty bound to him through the subtle machinations of the demonic worms.
With a voice filled with unwavering authority, Nitish addressed his newly acquired army. He spoke of purpose and unity, of a future forged in strength and conquest. The orc warriors listened, their minds filled with a singular focus—to carry out Nitish's commands and fulfill their role as his loyal soldiers.
The once-independent orc army now pledged their unwavering allegiance to Nitish. They became an extension of his power, their brute strength and unwavering loyalty bolstering his growing forces. The addition of the orc army solidified Nitish's influence over the land, marking a significant step towards the realization of his ambitions.
As Nitish looked upon his newfound army, a sense of triumph washed over him. The orcs, once fierce adversaries, were now his loyal subjects, their indomitable spirits harnessed to serve his cause. The cunning use of the demonic worms had given him control over a force that would prove invaluable in the battles to come.
But Nitish knew that true power lay not only in control but also in maintaining that control. He would need to be vigilant, to ensure that the influence of the worms remained strong, binding the orc warriors to his will. The delicate balance of power required constant attention, as any sign of weakness could lead to rebellion.
With the orc army under his command, Nitish's dominion expanded, his influence growing with each passing day. The once-independent orcs now stood united, a force to be reckoned with under his strategic guidance. The path to conquest became clearer, and Nitish's ambitions burned brighter than ever.
As Nitish turned his gaze to the horizon, his mind filled with visions of a kingdom built upon strength, loyalty, and unwavering control. The orc army was just the beginning—a stepping stone on his journey towards absolute dominance. With each victory and strategic maneuver, Nitish edged closer to his ultimate goal—to become the true master of the realm, shaping its destiny to his will.