To ease the awkward atmosphere, Malfurion, with a serious expression, announced loudly:
"Fandral Staghelm is corrupting the other Druids; he may have gained Evil Followers. I must warn Moonglade immediately."
With that, Malfurion transformed into a giant owl, Tyrande mounted it without a word, and the two left the wedding venue.
Agna, her body mangled and bloodied, complained:
"But what about Thrall? He is the great Savior; you cannot abandon him like this."
Jaina glanced at Agna. Despite Thrall's torment of her, she seemed deeply infatuated with Thrall. Jaina, familiar with orcish Orcs, wasn't surprised; it was perfectly normal among Orcs.
Agna was, after all, a traditional Orcs from Nagrand. According to the ancient Orcs custom, the more brutal the beating, the deeper the love. Many Orcs women were tortured to death by their partners, which became a popular story.
Thrall's wanton torment of Agna, ironically, opened her heart.
Green Dragon Ysera, was unfamiliar with Orcs customs and looked at Agna with a strange expression, saying:
"Thrall may not have inherited Archimonde's Power of Destruction, but he was the most powerful Shaman in Azeroth. Even he couldn't escape the elemental constraints. We must be prepared to accept the possibility of his permanent disappearance."
Agna, unwilling to give up, wiped away her tears and said, "No, it's not over yet, we can't give up hope."
Jaina thought to herself, "Thrall has simply disappeared. How can the great task of restoring Outland be completed? When will my ambitions be realized? Thrall is colluding with the dead Archimonde; he must be hiding an important secret."
Thrall must be rescued, Jaina made up her mind, and turned to Moon Earthfury, the leader of the Earthen Ring, and Nobundo, saying:
"Without Savior, your Thrall, your sinister nature will be exposed. If you don't want to be killed as cultists, you'd better find a way to locate Thrall."
Upon hearing Nobundo hurriedly reached for his pack, his expression changing drastically. "Oh no, my Elemental Gauntlets are gone!"
Jaina asked coldly, "What are Elemental Gauntlets?"
Nobundo's expression was conflicted as he explained in a low voice, "This is an artifact Archimonde gave me as a precaution. If we have this artifact, perhaps we can find Thrall."
Moon the Earthfury nearby, complained loudly:
"I've said it before, the Elemental Gauntlets should be mine. Well, now there's only one way. Archimonde taught me a spell that can be used to find lost souls."
Jaina's almond-shaped eyes widened as she urged, "What are you waiting for? The longer we drag this out, the greater the danger to Thrall."
Moon the Earthfury hesitated, then lowered his voice and said, "This is dark magic; it requires some sacrifice."
Jaina responded softly:
"To save the great Savior Thrall, any sacrifice is worthwhile. Thrall is Azeroth, and Azeroth is Thrall. Without Thrall, we wouldn't have what we have today. You should be grateful."
Moon and Nobundo whispered for a long time before deciding to carry out a dark ritual.
The members of the Earthen Ring sat together, while Moon and Nobundo cast spells atop the Altar. Streams of dark energy rose from the ground— the Corruptive Power that had destroyed Nordrassil —and were aimed at a Tauren Shaman, easily corrupting him to nothing.
This was not the end. Dark energy clung to the Tauren Shaman's soul, twisting it into a wailing Elemental Wraith after a series of agonizing howls.
Moon sternly ordered, "Go to the Elemental Plane and find Thrall's soul. Only when you find your target will your endless torment end."
The Elemental Wraith screamed and vanished. Moon surveyed the pale-faced members of the Earthen Ring and declared righteously, "The great Savior Thrall Consecration everything for Azeroth. What right do you have to refuse this great honor? I need more Elemental Wraith."
Nobundo added, "The Earthen Ring needs true warriors, not a bunch of Imp. We must not let others look down on us. We must die for the great Savior, to die gloriously, to die nobly, to die with meaning."
The endless torment was more terrifying than death. Many members of the Earthen Ring refused to cooperate and protested. A Shaman Orcs led the protest, saying:
"No matter what you say, I will never die for Thrall. Corruption of the soul is more terrible than death. Why are you yourselves unwilling to Consecration your lives to Thrall?"
Moon declared righteously, "I am willing to die for the great Savior Thrall at any time, but I have more important things to do. Do you want to destroy Azeroth?"
Bang!
The Shaman Orcs who led the protest was blown to pieces, his soul howling in agony amidst a ball of Flames. The other members of the Earthen Ring were terrified and immediately fell silent.
The one who made the move was the Red Dragon Queen. She had just been controlled by the Earthen Ring with dark magic, and the Red Dragon Queen had long held a grudge. She was very happy to see these Shaman suffer.
"This is the consequence of refusing to save Thrall. The torment of the Flame of Life is a hundred times more terrible than the pain of the Elemental Wraith. Do you want to try it?" the Red Dragon Queen threatened in a low voice.
An Anjing fell over the scene. Moon looked gratefully at the Red Dragon Queen and announced loudly, "I am very glad that you have corrected your attitude. For the great Savior Thrall, any sacrifice is worthwhile."
Moon and Nobundo continued to cast dark magic, Shaman of the Earthen Ring transformed into tormented Elemental Wraith, entering the four Elemental Planes in search of Thrall's soul.
After the tragic deaths of three-quarters of the Earthen Ring Shaman, Moon finally received feedback, saying regretfully, "The soul of the Savior Thrall has been torn into pieces and scattered across different Elemental Planes. The only way is to collect all the soul fragments and then piece them back together."
Jaina demanded, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's get moving!"
Moon said with difficulty, "Lady Jaina, the four Elemental Planes are vast, and our manpower is far from enough. To rescue Thrall, we need a large army. Although there are many Orcs in Orgrimmar, Garrosh wishes Thrall were dead and would never help."
An army?
Jaina immediately thought of King Varian.
Whenever the Orcs face a crisis, a human King must step forward.
Varian's 20,000-strong army suffered minimal losses and rested in a clearing on Mount Hyjal. Varian couldn't help but wonder why he had so cowardly fled before the Red Dragon Queen.
Even with the Red Dragon Queen blocking their way, as long as more than half of their soldiers were sacrificed, there was a good chance to rescue the great Savior Thrall. Varian couldn't help but sigh with regret as he missed such a great opportunity to go down in history.
When Jaina appeared before Varian, she first complained, "Varian, do you know what you've missed? It's a great glory that will be revered for all eternity."
Varian was embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, Jaina, I don't know what came over me. If I had to do it again, I definitely wouldn't miss it!"
Jaina was secretly delighted, but said seriously, "You're in luck; an opportunity is now before you."