"Quit slacking off, Motherf**ker!" shouted Winsha, delivering a kick to the back of a rotund orc who was downing alcohol.
The bottle of alcohol flew off into the air, spilling its contents. The orc fell on his face, screaming curses at their leader, which earned him another kick.
"The goblins reported an anomaly," the chief orc announced. "They say there's a monster with purple eyes, draped in night clothing. It comes down from the sky, ravages their numbers, and doesn't even leave a corpse behind."
"Ahh, boss, those limp-dick goblins are just saying that so they can slack off," said an orc warrior from behind him. "Don't take them seriously..."
"There are already three teams of goblins that went missing, and motherf**ker, you're telling me not to take it seriously?" the orc child growled.
"It's just goblins," said the rotund orc from the ground. Instead of getting up, he was checking if there was any more alcohol left in the bottle."
"Yeah, they were probably slacking somewhere, or better yet, screwing some human women. You know how they are, even the Lord's command they wouldn't be able to stop their twisted nature, shitty limp dicks."
"They're saying it's coming from the sky? Is it a bird then? I don't see how a bird, no matter how powerful, can fly without making a ruckus in this thick forest."
"Haha," laughed the drunk one, tilting the empty bottle to even get the drips. "Are you afraid of a bird, boss?"
"Do you need another beating, motherf**ker?" the chief growled.
"Let it come," the drunk orc said, standing up. "I'll set it on fire before it could even—"
"Will you?" a new voice said, a whisper from behind. But before the drunk could even turn, a blade slit his throat. He didn't even have time to let out a squeak.
He engaged the human in close-ranged battle, swinging his spear in wild arcs, becoming more and more ferocious as he gained an inch of advantage over the human, who withdrew half a step with every move.
Winsha grinned, his spear found purchase into the dark cloak. He wanted to rip it apart, but instantly, the cloak turned illusionary as his spearhead only met air.
Winsha was flabbergasted, then light sparked into his eyes, and he was blinded for a second.
"I haven't tried this before," said the human. "Let's see how this goes."
The cloak transformed. It materialised again, now blazing whitish-gold, as it combined with the white armour the human wore. Within seconds, the human had a pair of wide wings unfurled behind his back. His entire figure was glowing in whitish-golden light—a stark contrast to the ominous sight he presented at first.
"Now, where can you even run?" the human asked, grinning.
Winsha sneered, but then the human took a step. The wings flapped once. The next moment, a blade was plunged into his chest.
Winsha screamed and then lost his voice.
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Mass Release update: I have a cold and a terrible headache. Already taken meds, and its getting better. I'm not cancelling the mass, or delaying it to a later date. (Well, technically, most of the chapters will be dropped on the 16th according to WN time, so a little delay.)
Writing engaging fight scenes is always difficult, but I see what I can do...
SO this is, Bonus 1/5...