The Rough Day
A green jaded sword decapitated the greenskin-armoured warrior with a single blow, sending his head bouncing and spinning across the roiling terrain and out of sight amongst the heavingarmouredbodies of his charging comrades.
The dead greenskin warrior's members roared in anger and surged forward as one to crash against the tall muscular warrior like a tidal surge, their bloodlust and hatred consuming them so utterly as to make them heedless to the giant warrior in front of them. Choppers swizzled and bolt pistols thundered as the blood-slicked, the giant human and his fellow comrades met the advance of the greenskin mass without fear or hesitation.
The two forces met amid a cacophonous din of white noise. Thrashing, churning bodies smashed against one another as the Cazuma comined forces of Jokarero, Human, Turtle Men and the greenskins clashed, their battle merging to form one huge mass of flailing death. Raw, palpable blood lust rippled through the conflict in waves and the air itself glistened with blood.
The night skies above the vast forest covered plains of Akbit were angry now, blackened with clouds and thunder. Cazuma held the greenskin mob that had ambushed him and his company of Jokaro, human and Turtle Men in the forest while he was out gathering food and plants for his tribe and his sick mother Uzuma who had been taking care of him since he was found 7 summers ago. The only thought in his mind was " I have to show these greenskin filth that we are not a easy prey for them to beat and I shall make a mark on them that they shall never forget". The years that Cazuma has been under Uzuma and Montca care he had grown fast and strong to both his mother and Montca surprise, the boy learned everything that Montca and his Jokaero brethren wanted him to learn and he always was an eager student to learn.
Uzuma taught him the ways of the forest and the art of hunting, which he excelled at with ease that always made Uzuma proud and Cazuma was always eager to see his mother happy and was fiercely protective of her.
Cazuma learned to fight from Anan the Turtle Men Chieftain and his people also have been harassed by the Green Mob since they first arrive with Rock three thousand years ago. Turtle Men of Akbit where a fierce and strong people who honored Martial Prowes the most and Anan challenged Cazuma two years ago while he was out hunting and came across the Turtle Men swamp area called the Dead Zone , the area was called this way because of all the dead Orks who had been found around that area. From that challenge which Cazuma clearly won Anan started to respect Cazuma and offer his people assistance to provide protection and help for Tlall people. The Jokaro provided the Turtle men the basic bolt rifles and Turtle men quickly where taught by Cazuma and Montca to properly use the weapon in great effiency.
Therefore when he Uzuma and Montca and there Jokaero tribe members moved in on this part of Akbit where the greenskins tribe called the Blood-Slicked Sun Clan resided there could be only war that eradicate the greenskins from this part of the forest for Cazsuma and his family the food had been scars where they lived before and Cazuma was always on the move to find new hunting grounds and place for his family to live in peace from the waring greenskins that he hated so murderously.
Montca Cazuma, Champion of the Akbit forest thrust his arm into the air and roared with exultant delight. Surrounded by magnificent, glorious combat he felt alive, his every nerve set alight by the sea of death surrounding him. He watched as the greenskins warriors swing and club at him but to there demise none of them could meet his martial prowness in combat and it made Cazuma even more hungry to slay these foul beasts.
Soon the mindless greenskin scums would realize that their efforts were futile. Soon they would abandon their attempts to take the Giant and beat him in this bloody battle. As Cazuma lay waste to the greenskin mob that had ambushed him he heard a great roar from the back and Cazuma turned as the huge greenskin armoured warrior lumbered through the tall grass, who pushed aside the greenskins who had blocked the way for Cazuma and his company to retreat and to let there own Champion Scullcracka move forward and challenge Cazuma in a dual
The greenskin champion Scullcracka roared at the angry skies, his powerful arms outstretched.
The brass trim of his crimson armour shone in the light of the raging fires burning around his massive frame, giving him the appearance of a daemon encompassed by the fires of hell. In each hand he held a mighty double-headed axe, each one as large as a normal man from hilt to head. The sharp edges of the blades of the whirring axes swirl maliciously, spraying the Cazuma with Jokaero blood from his latest kill an Jokaero elder by the name of Urgul who was unfortunate enough to be between Cazuma and Scullcracka. As the greenskin Champion challenged Cazuma the greenskin dead were heaped around him, a tangled and bloodied mess of limbs and meat at his feet.
'You foul beast, you will pay for the death of my Jokaero brother you have slaind!' he roared, a twisted smile splitting his bloodstained lips. 'I will flood this wretched forest with the blood of the greenskins! I will douse the fires of this battlefield as I open the veins of every damned greenskin on the surface of this world! I will take their skulls, every last one of them, in tribute to A´Tabai! Nothing else but death! Nothing else but blood! For the blood God!' and then Cazuma threw himself forward .
Scullcracka took one swing at Cazuma but he had seen that move coming so he himself on his knees and slided under the swing and came up from the slide , he was now standing behind Scullcracka who was to late to realize his mistake , Cazuma impaled the greenskin with his Jade Sword through his armored back and through Scullcrackas armored chest from there bursted a green jade sword out, Cazuma pulled the sword out and Scullcracka fell to his knees while he had his hands on his blood stained chest armored. Cazuma took calmly two step forwards and pulled the greenskin champions head back to expose the greenskins throat and with a clean swipe of the blade Cazuma bleed the greenskin dry and showering his face in blood.
He had a grim smile on his lips and spoke out these words in a whispering and dark voice " blood for the blood god A´Tabai! And sculls for the great hunter"