"Ugh..."
Batka, who had already fallen unconscious, was jolted awake by some immense pressure inside his brain. It felt as if a thousand Squigs were burrowing out through his skull.
"Hurts like hell."
He clutched his head and sat up, only to find that the world had changed completely.
Purple lightning split the heavens. The deep night abruptly vanished, erased by a blinding flash, while the air filled with the bitter taste of dust.
Batka looked up in shock and saw an immense being made of fire and lightning descend from the sky. Multicolored spheres of lightning followed, raining down from above, each blazing strike incinerating dozens of cursed daemon entities.
The earth cracked open everywhere. Red-glowing Lava churned and boiled in fury, while sparks filled the sky and were swept into a roaring whirlwind.
Batka immediately sensed an enormous accumulation of energy. He summoned all his strength to control his body and finally understood where the crushing pressure in his skull had come from—while he had been unconscious, something on the battlefield had unleashed an unprecedented, terrifying
Waaagh! Energy!
Yet when he looked around, he found that the Weirdboyz had not died in large numbers. On the contrary, the green halo representing Waaagh! Energy now appeared above every Ork boy's head.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
They howled and beat their chests, making the Waaagh! field around them surge ever stronger, which in turn fueled a certain presence.
"This is... the Overlord!?"
Batka stared up as that glorious form of lightning and fire drew closer. At last, he recognized that roaring face.
Guk!!
"Come! Fight!"
The pale Ork tyrant was incomparably radiant. Naked and unleashing scorching energy in a mad outburst, he had grown to nearly twenty meters tall!
With a single glare from his searchlight-like eyes, dazzling arcs of electricity shot forth,