The arena erupted into chaos as the three brothers charged forward, their daggers and claws flashing in the dim light. The humans, armed with crude weapons, stood no chance against the demonic trio.
Vyralthus, his eyes blazing with a ferocious intensity, led the charge. His claws sliced through human flesh with ease, leaving trails of gore in his wake. He decapitated a human with a swift swipe, the head rolling across the ground as the body crumpled.
"Ah, the ecstasy of slaughter!" Vyralthus screamed, his voice echoing off the arena walls.
Vol'zerak and Vaelthar fought with equal ferocity, their movements a blur as they cut down human after human. But Vyralthus's brutality stood out, his attacks fueled by a deep-seated rage.
Veliska watched, her eyes shining with pride, as Vyralthus disemboweled a human, the entrails spilling onto the ground. She clapped, her applause echoing through the arena.
"Bravo, Vyralthus! Your skill is unmatched!"
Viraskas, observing from a distance, smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "My son, the true heir to our throne."
Vyralthus's rampage continued unabated. He impaled a human on his claws, lifting the twitching body into the air. "You should have stayed hidden, humans!" he roared. "You should have never wronged me!"
With a sudden motion, Vyralthus ripped the human's heart from his chest, holding it aloft like a trophy. The arena fell silent, the only sound the human's dying gasps.
The brothers fought on, their movements a symphony of death. Vaelthar summoned dark tendrils to snuff out human lives, while Vol'zerak wielded his dagger with deadly precision.
As the last human fell, the arena erupted into cheers. Veliska approached Vyralthus, her eyes shining with admiration.
"You have surpassed my expectations, Vyralthus. Your brutality is a true gift."
Vyralthus's chest heaved with exertion, his eyes still blazing with fury. He felt like he got tormented long ago by humans and now it's his turn to take revenge.
Viraskas appeared beside Veliska, his smile wide. "Our sons have found their true calling. The war will be a triumph, with our sons at our side."