With both Isdis and Lucy working together, the orcs were going to have the worst day in the entire history of their species. As the moon above looked down at them with pure hunger greater than their own, the cold blizzard wrapped itself tightly around their bodies, freezing them like food to be preserved.
Their machines and weapons started to fail, their minds were shattering as they heard their kin cry in agony as they were eaten by the rats and hyenas, and they only fell more into despair as their flying aircrafts were bitten to pieces by the flying megalodons.
The two sisters, who never stood together on a battlefield, were surprisingly in sync. One danced among the orcs with a rapier in her hand and a cold, emotionless face as she slashed and pierced their necks with divine ease, and the other one was small, energetic, and had a large, sadistic grin on her face as she bit their faces off.
