122 Power of the Archer

The appearance of Kyros was shocking, to say the least.

A powerful dark energy that they could not understand followed him, and the figure of a strange horned dark being emerged. 

"A pitiful defense." Kyros laughed. He had manipulated the darkness and used the synchronized power of his Dark Core and the Cloak to create the horns and wings. Then, as he emerged, he activated Taunt and used the power of the Charmed Fallen.

The power of Taunt and the charm caused the orcs to fear the being that appeared.

"Blood Calamity! You will die!" The Orc captain roared.

"Blood Calamity? That pitiful queen? I have killed her! How did you think that orc managed to escape? If I had not attacked the Blood Calamity, that orc would have died. Now I grow hungry. Who shall be the food of me, Cracky Batcheeks the Naked Offender?" Kyros laughed. Black tentacle-like vines began to squirm about.

"That was just too forced..." Calaminus sighed.