The question hung in the air, the female Orc's wide-eyed wonder drilling into Volk like a spear.
"Warchief," she repeated, her voice trembling with awe, "did you do this?"
Volk paused for a moment, his glowing gauntlet slowly unclenching.
His sharp eyes shifted to her, then scanned the faces of his newly transformed horde.
They were looking at him with something unfamiliar—reverence.
Their wild, untamed natures were tempered by their curiosity and newfound loyalty.
He glanced downward, feigning contemplation, but in truth, he was focusing on the system screen hovering faintly in his peripheral vision.
Suspended in the air before him, the text glowed ominously:
Mission Completed!
The Warchief won't be a Warchief without a horde.
Mission: Collect a new member of the horde and form a new horde in the Orzaroth Realm. Adopt all the scattered Wild Orcs and join them to the horde.
