UNLEASHING DEVASTATION

POV: Callum Wells

The first charges of Skarrgar and Ulkarn rattled the very basis of my sanctum like a tremor warning of an approaching earthquake. As my two relentless juggernauts tore into the scattered defenders with all the remorseless ferocity of a collapsing tsunami, I stared with a mix of paternal pride and greatly pleased bloodlust.

Underfoot, bones crushed like dry twigs as Ulkarn's first swipe swept two of Hardin's fighters aside in a boneless heap. As he pushed forward, each step a little seismic event, his rumbling roar of pure, distilled violence dislodged dust from the vaulted ceiling.

Skarrgar was proving equally terrible nearby. Whirling in a tornado of blurred motion, he swiped his huge bludgeoner in scything arcs Hardin and Darrel could barely avoid, let alone try to counteract.

"Is this the great threat you presumed to harass my kingdom with?" As I watched the one-sided struggle playing out, I couldn't resist calling out tauntingly. "These two alone are destroying