Gormarr finished his warcry before he launches himself into the retreating skaven. Once among the rats the butcher work begins. The orc began to swing each of his ax strike were simple and direct. Every blow is made to kill or main skaven as he charges through pack of running rat people. The two skaven vainly attempting to impale the orc only succeed in driving Gormarr bloodlust even higher.
Smacking the first skaven with the blunt side of his ax to a sicken cracking sounded as the first fell over its head at an unnatural angle. The second was not as luck as a large hand wrapped around its head. Lifting the skaven up in the air Gormarr started to squeeze the rats head. The skaven flailed trying to desperately escape the orcs iron grip tighten greatly. "WAAAGH!" With his bloodlust running on high the orc let loose a mighty warcry as he crushed the skaven's skull.
Smacking the first skaven with the blunt side of his ax to a sicken cracking sounded as the first fell over its head at an unnatural angle. The second was not as luck as a large hand wrapped around its head. Lifting the skaven up in the air Gormarr started to squeeze the rats head. The skaven flailed trying to desperately escape the orcs iron grip tighten greatly. "WAAAGH!" With his bloodlust running on high the orc let loose a mighty warcry as he crushed the skaven's skull.