Bloodbath

The weapons fell cutting through the air and slicing open the skin of the fervent orcs. Fists flew in a flurry as the mostly unarmed orcs had to wrestle their opponents. Some even went as far as tackling and directly jumping onto their adversaries.

It was a savage fight by all accounts. Each side fought for a different reason, neither noble nor righteous, but nonetheless beautiful.

"Argh!" One of the orcs screamed furiously as an axe dug into their side. The orc took it personally as he gripped his opponent's safeguarded head and forced just enough space to bite onto his opponent's exposed neck.

"Aaaah-! you beast!" The orc promptly let go of their axe and tried to free themself without much success. The crudely crafted armor had made his movements more rigid, the orc strained himself to knee the opponent that fiercely clamped their jaws onto their neck.