The horde screamed in response, rallying around him with renewed fury.
"LOK'TAR OGAAAAAAAR!" they shouted, raising their weapons to the sky, their voices rising to a fever pitch.
They surged forward with Volk at the lead, a massive, unstoppable force crashing down upon the undead creature.
Volk reached the beast's massive leg, gripping the decayed, rotting flesh with his bare hands.
His muscles bulged as he strained, digging his fingers into the creature's leg before heaving with all his might.
RIIIIIP!
A chunk of the undead's flesh tore away, falling to the ground with a wet, squelching sound.
He tossed it aside with a snarl, relishing the sight of the creature flinching under his assault.
"GRAAAAAAAAH!"
Volk bellowed, swinging his massive fists up and pounding into the beast's torso. Each strike landed with the force of a landslide, the sound reverberating across the battlefield.
