You can Rot, Vult
Vult should had known something had happened when he began noticing the very difference the lands of the North had lost the dark aura, and instead had an aura close to the Fortress of Ken, which meant the freak had succeeded in making Olga Surrender or worse he took her life before Vult could even start his Sexpire, gritting his teeth at his men noticing the sabotage on their rations being filled with rotted food with the Horses becoming sick with a fever, easily treated but the set back had left them with two days extra much to Vult's annoyance, the only plus side of this was the Orcs still large and stupid that they recruited to capture Olga and whichever elf was under her rule.
It was when they came to the sight of a battlefield with corpses torn to shreds, the sight of the Cyclops missing a large chunk of it's head made Vult gawk.
THE FREAK KILLED A CYCLOPS!?
Staring at the corpses left to rot, Vult made his men move forward through the foliage leading to the Keep, and seeing it without the storm clouds above, Vult frowned at seeing figures standing guard on the towers and walkways.
Before he could warn his men, a large werewolf landed to the right snarling at the Orcs in warning, getting a responding warning in return, the Werewolf gave a howl before rushing back into the foliage, most likely warning the people in the keep no doubt.
Grunting as he urged his horse forward, a shadow over head made him frown before he relaxed at hearing an eagles cry.
It began to confuse him as three more shadows flew over head with the sound of an Eagle screeching loudly before one of his men screamed in alarm, turning his eyes widened at the sight of a Griffon snatching one of his Black dogs from above.
"A Griffon, I thought they went extinct!?" turning to an alarmed Kin, the Orcs gave roars of challenge before ones head was taken off by a swooping Claw.
Leaving Vult watching the attack as another Griffon landed on the Orc's corpse before flying away with it's kill, making the other Griffons fly off with Vult keeping still while his steed panicked.
With no other attacks following, Vult urged his men further at a fast pace.
Finally making it to the Keep, Vult and his men rushed up the stairs while noticing the werewolves lazing above the entrance, merely watching them with boredom, Vult opened the doors with his Claymore drawn, the Orcs staying back in wait for the signal, Vult was shown the sight of Both Olga and a Younger Dark elf women sitting on his lap on a Throne…. HIS THRONE!.
Hiding his anger under a smile, Vult spoke.
"Well, you seemed to be busy, Butcher!" showing a smile while Ken ran a hand over Olga's left thigh as she ran a hand over his armored chest, Ken spoke with the two beauties leaning off of him to stand.
"That's close enough, Vult" making the man frown at the warning tone given to him, the Orcs standing guard around the room with spears, Greatswords and Hammers styled like Ken's own, the man spoke with his act still up.
"Why, We've won, You won, look at her the sluts glued to you?" Getting a growl from a werewolf as it stalked close to Olga, the Dark Elf placed a reassuring hand on it's head gently from her seat.
"Use her name in my presence, Whelp, and while you're at it, mind explaining one thing for me" clicking his right hands fingers loudly, a familiar screech from behind Ken made Vult gawk as the Griffon from before entered the room with a half eaten Cursed Orc dropped to the ground, the Griffon screeching in warning with Vult speaking.
"That could have been a left over corpse from the piles outside" seeing Ken tilt his head, Ken spoke firmly.
"I knew you were a liar when I first met you, Vult. A Coward who planned to turn against his kingdom. You had respect Vult and you decided you wanted more" moving down the stairs with the Black Dogs tensing up, Ken stood a foot from Vult who clenched his hands tightly.
Inwardly smiling as his HUD pointed out Vult's growing vitals that signified his anger, Ken spoke mockingly.
"Always knew you were a rabid dog, Vult" seeing the man swing his sword with a roar of anger, Ken leaned back with the blade missing him completely, making Ken laugh mockingly as Vult gave a series of swings, showing Ken dancing around each strike, the fact he was still laughing made Vult give a final roar as he swung down onto Ken's shoulders.
Smiling in victory, Vult's smile faded as Ken looked to the sword bent on his right shoulder before grabbing it and snapping the large sword much to Vult's shock, getting a palm strike that sent him flying, Ken spoke.
"You came at Warlord Loki like an untrained dog because I stated facts, you're no warrior Vult, you're just a child throwing a Temper Tantrum because daddy never loved you" sending a Kick into Vult's chest, the leader of the Kuroinu stared at Ken who toyed with the weird hourglass ring in his gauntlet, Ken spoke calmly.
"This is you're only warning, keep yourselves in line, and I won't hunt you down like the ferals you are, that goes for you're sausage fest outside, they make a move and I make my collection of corpses bigger, NOW FUCK OFF!" watching the man turn to approach a smiling Olga and Chloe, Vult reached into his chest piece to pull out a glass orb with fire inside.
"YOU MOTHER FUCKING FREAK!" throwing the object at Ken, the man was sent flying into the stairs with his body making a crater. Seeing the man lay inside his grave, Vult grinned viciously as the two elves stared in alarm.
"BOYS, HAVE SOME FUN!" moving to the women with the Freed Orcs moving to the defence, a lone laugh silenced the cheers with Vult turning to Ken's crater, failing to see the green flash within the rising smoke, a new being floated out of the crater glowing brilliantly, a wolf like creature floating around it.
Watching the being raise his right hand before clenching it, several of his men glowed before imploding in a shower of gore.
Staring at the sight before turning back to the new being, Vult flinched a shis throat was seized in an iron grip.
"I have warned the other kingdoms of you're treachery, Vult. You will fail before you're empire even begins. Now LEAVE!" throwing the man out the doors, the Orcs of Ken made short work of those stupid enough to fight back as cowards fled, Ken turned to Olga and Chloe who smiled in relief a she flashed green, returning to his human form, Ken stepped around the hole while watching the Griffon feasting before looking to him curiously, giving it a pet on the head, it gave a gentle hoot before turning back to it's meal.
Sitting on his throne, Olga and Chloe scooted closer to him as he held their asses close, Ken's armored peeled away to show his bare chest once more.
Smiling at the carnage, Ken spoke.
"So, who wants to have a small bit of fun in the hot springs?" getting smiles form the two elves, they kissed Ken lovingly.