Ragnarok chomped down on the smaller head and swallowed it whole. Pleasure like no other courses through his body. He is thrilled and he is excited. He opened his mouth and howled at the moon.
"Awoooooooo."
His howl rang out through the valley. It echoed off the mountain walls and reverberated within the bones of everyone within the valley.
That howl was pleasurable. It is a howl of victory. He announced his victory after being cooped up for so long. He finally put down Sauron who has been hanging over his head after a hundred years of lying in wait. But that isn't enough for his inner beast. It wants to fight and kill more but he shut down his impulse immediately.
He looked around to find that the fighting had stopped. Everyone is watching him with their eyes fixed on him. Even the Vampires are looking at him. They have stopped fighting each other. The Warrogs have the Vampires surrounded so they can't escape after the death of their leader.
A Warrog suddenly stepped forth. She is currently in her beast form so it is not easy to recognize her but Ragnarok did. She is Tesrat. He can smell her identity from her and he knows her eyes even in her beast form.
She stepped forward and bowed to him. Then she said, "All hail Lord Executioner."
Every other Warrog bowed down too and gave him their respect. They have to. The rules of hierarchy dictate it. Ragnarok killed Sauron fair and square without any tricks. He is stronger. He is also a future Executioner. Their opinions of him and their previous allegiance don't matter. He deserves their respect and so they will give it to him.
Ragnarok stared at her intently. She is the one who brought him to the Iron Fur pack. She has gotten closer to him over the years. She is also the first one to acknowledge him after he killed Sauron. She has shown her loyalty to him. But all of that doesn't concern him. He is more concerned about the power vacuum and what it means for the Iron Fur pack.
Sauron is gone. The iron fur pack is without a leader. A vacuum has been created. Nature abhors vacuums. A vacuum will be filled up soon. A park that has tens of thousands of Paragons and up to a million nameless will have a very large Vacuum. That means Nature will seek to fill up that vacuum as soon as possible. That means there will be a new leader for the Iron Fur pack very soon.
There are two options for Nature to use to fill up the Vacuum. The first is fragmentation. The iron fur pack will split up. Several new pack leaders will rise from the pack and divide the pack or some external pack leaders will come and divide the pack. The second option is the ascension of a new pack leader from within the pack that the pack will accept readily and unify with.
Ragnarok can sense that the second option is what will happen. There is a vacuum that creates pressure for a new pack leader to arise. This pressure is present within the connection that binds the entire pack. In the absence of a pack leader, any of the Alphas can be chosen and elevated to the position of pack leader.
The Alphas that are close to becoming Mana entities are more likely to be selected. That means that Tesrat is most likely to become the pack leader.
He grinned menacingly and said, "I can't have that now can I."
The fact that they hailed him doesn't mean he gets to become the pack leader. An Omega cannot become a pack leader. The new pack leader will be chosen from either of the two options. But he can't have that. It is the one thing that he and his inner beast that thirsts for violence can readily agree on.
The first option will break up the iron fur pack and destroy all the work that he has done to raise the iron fur pack to this level over a hundred years. While the second option will hand over a hundred years of his work to someone else. Either way, he won't benefit from it. He can't allow that to happen.
The red horn on his head broke apart into a cloud of red fragments. The cloud moved away from him and descended on the Warrogs around him. He cast a spell at the same time.
A Lance of fire shot forward from him and impaled Tasrot. It went through her chest, past her lungs, and out through her stomach burning every organ along the way. Her eyes widened in shock as she died.
"Why?" She managed to ask.
He answered without shame or guilt. "I don't like to share."
The Lance of fire had struck her in the chest. It tore a hole through her. That alone is a grievous injury but it didn't end there. The fire from the Lance began to burn her from within. It spread from her chest onto her entire body. She went up in flames. It was a painless death. She was already dead before the fire went to work on her.
Then he began to kill everyone around him. He used his spells for maximum damage output. The spells he used are produced instantaneously and have a wide range of attack. Plus he can cast more than 20 at a time.
He bombarded everywhere with fireballs. The Warrogs wailed as they died. That's the only thing that they can do. He is stronger than their pack leader so they are no match for him individually. He can also use spells that they have no way to resist with their numbers.
They tried to run away from him. So they scattered in every direction. But that also meant that he didn't have to worry about defense at all. He can bombard them wholeheartedly. After all, they have given him their backs to practice on.