The Orc King stood, holding a two-handed giant hammer. He thumped it on the ground and limped towards Daan, dragging the hammer with one hand, and pressing the wounds on his injured leg, trying to keep the blood loss under control.
"Don't blame me for your weakness. You said yourself that the strong don't need a right to do anything, that's exactly the reason you suffered. Don't become so full of yourself just because you got a small taste of power, it is useless in the hands of someone like yourself, with no knowledge of how to properly utilize it."
Daan stood up, blood running down from the top of his head. However, he fell down again, his wobbly legs failing him, yet he didn't give up.
"Power should not be used to oppress others, it is meant to protect the weak and feeble who accept you as their king, but mongrels such as you don't deserve to wield such power. A king should be like a lion, protecting his pride with his life, but you..."
Daan spat on the ground and continued. "You are nothing more than a leech who sucks the blood of those weaker than you. You know that you are not a suitable king, that's why you committed those atrocities to satisfy yourself.
At first, our beast valley and your orc village were ruled by my forefathers. The first-ever king of these lands was my great grandfather, The Lion King Bimbira Godlyn.
In his time, both orcs and beastfolk lived happily in harmony with each other, minding their own business. Unfortunately, things changed when you orcs grew in numbers and showed your true selves.
Your grandfather killed my father and all my siblings. Because of you, I'm the only one left from that generation!"
All the beastfolks were shocked as well as the orcs except a few elders including Duglu. Runa looked at Daan in awe. "Old man, why did you never tell us that?"
Daan bent and held his wobbly legs with both of his hands. "I was afraid to lose you all."
Every beastman and beastwoman present forgot to take a breath.
"My father gathered the beastfolk and started a rebellion against the orcs. Everyone of my generation joined them only leaving the children and females behind. I was the youngest of my siblings, so I was left to take care of them until they returned.
Your father was a Tigerman while your mother was a Catwoman, they were my friends. When they went to fight the orcs, they left you in my care until they returned. You were but an infant. However… they never came back.
So, instead of avenging them, I decided to hide and remain silent to keep you all safe, I didn't want to lose my people once again, you are the only family I have left…"
Runa's eyes widened. "They… didn't die because of a disease, they... they were killed!"
She looked at the Orc King with uncontrollable rage. "You... you were the reason I became an orphan. I will kill you. I WILL KILL YOU!"
~RAAWWR~
Runa cried, deafening everyone, as her nails grew into thin sharp hooks and her teeth morphed into fangs, reflecting the image of a true carnivore. Her eyes evolved and her round pupils changed into elliptical shapes. Runa had unlocked her bestial instincts as well.
~HISSSS~
Runa made an angry hiss and placed all four of her limbs on the ground. The nearby orcs tried to catch her.
~WHOOOSH~
She moved with high speed and gouged out the eyes of an orc. With her swift agility, all the orcs' efforts to catch her were in vain
As Akash Tagar was observing her, a thought came to his mind. "What an abnormal change, maybe that is why the God race had never invaded a single planet of the beastpeople."
Everyone present at the scene was in awe, they were wondering what kind of evolution was this. Every beastperson started to think, maybe I could do this as well.
Daan Godlyn looked at Runa and then turned his head towards Duglu. "Can you see that? Even if I lost this battle, I have already won the war. You can not oppress us anymore, pay for your sins now!"
Duglu calmly looked at the scene and laughed in mockery. "Haha, this is not news to me. I had also seen this when I was little. They were struggling just like you are now until their leaders were killed by my father and grandfather.
They lost their spirits once we beheaded their king and his offsprings in front of them. If my memory serves me correctly, his name was..."
Duglu looked at Daan, grinning ear to ear, showing his yellow-orange teeth, dipped in blood, and continued. "Badmushk Godlyn."
Daan's pupils contracted as he heard this name, he murmured in a low voice. "Father..."
Duglu burst into laughter. "Hahaha, so that old fool was your father? Like father like son.
I guess history is repeating itself, be prepared to meet your maker. As a gift, I will remember your name as well, Daan Godlyn."
"Get out of my way!" At that very moment, a shrilling scream came from the field where the orcs and the beastfolk were fighting.