Boom!
With an explosive step, Raven shot from his position, his body piercing through the air like an arrow towards the unaware orcs; even if they looked similar, they were his enemies; this is what he repeated in his heart over and over.
'Kill them.'
The moment he started to hunt them, it felt like something shrouded his heart like chains tying his thoughts down.
He felt something dampening his emotions as he began to use more of his mana and purple energy as if fueled by his emotional thoughts, not logic.
Raven's body was distorted by his black mist, causing him to look like a reaper of death as the massive axe ripped through reality with its powerful chopping arc.
His blade destroyed several young tree's with a simple swipe; call him an environmental disaster as the wood and splinters exploded towards the orcs.
