In the Blasted Lands, Khadgar caught up with Vandel and Akama.
Unfortunately, Khadgar was unable to board the King of Orgrimmar. After making inquiries, he learned that the ship was heading to Orgrimmar.
So Khadgar used a deception spell to disguise himself as an Orcs and sneak into Orgrimmar.
Khadgar had been staying at the Orgrimmar inn for a long time, searching everywhere, but had not found any trace of Vandel and Akama, and was almost ready to give up.
On this day, the drunkard Gamon in the inn found Khadgar.
Gamon is a Tauren who appeared at the Orgrimmar Hotel at some unknown time, and anyone can bully him.
Sometimes, when the guests got drunk, they would grab Gamon and beat him up for no reason.
The thick-skinned and thick-skinned Jiamor was not annoyed, he just smiled honestly.
Unlike other merchants traveling from north to south, Khadgar was very perceptive and could tell at a glance that Gamon had a story behind him.
Therefore, Khadgar never bullied Gamon, and would occasionally invite him for drinks. Over time, the two became close.
"Hey, you're the most merciful Orcs I've ever met." Gamon patted Khadgar on the shoulder affectionately.
Khadgar, disguised as Orcs, simply smiled faintly and, as usual, ordered a good drink for Gamon.
After downing his drink in one gulp, Gamon lowered his voice and said mysteriously:
"To be honest, I usually work for the Orgrimmar prison, burying corpses of unknown origin and such. These corpses are very sought after on the black market."
Khadgar nodded. Orcs lived a hard life, rarely seeing meat. It was said that the Orcs gained their freedom in Orgrimmar lived worse than they did during their time in the Internment Camps.
Corpses that have been tortured in prison can usually fetch a good price.
"The Jailer recently gave me a strange corpse, a Broken One from Outland," Gamon said, winking.
Khadgar was secretly surprised, his heart pounding. Could it be Akama?
Seeing that no one was around, Gamon lowered his voice again. "The Broken have all been corroded by the poisonous mist, and their flesh is inedible. I thought it was a losing proposition, so I carried his body out of Orgrimmar to bury it. Guess what? He actually came back to life."
"He's not dead!" Khadgar secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a pity he didn't say his name, only that if I could take him to Shattrath City in Outland, he would give me a large Wealth." Gamon said uncomfortably, "I can't bear to leave Orgrimmar, and besides, I don't even know if what he said is true."
Khadgar nodded. "Although the Broken are Draenei, we still have to be wary of them."
"Who says otherwise!" Gamon said honestly. "I'm not that stupid. Shattrath City is so far away, the journey is arduous, and who knows how many dangers there will be."
Khadgar said calmly, "A Broken is of little value in itself, but the Broken are a powerful organization. Their leader, Akama, will not allow his people to wander unscathed. Even just returning a corpse will bring a generous reward."
Gamon said enviously, "I'd like to too, but unfortunately my strength is too weak, and I'd probably just be throwing my life away. I can tell you're generous and capable, so how about I hand this person over to you? That would be repayment for the drinks I've been drinking for days."
Khadgar smiled and shook his head, handing over a small bag of gold coins, and ordered, "Take me to see him."
Khadgar found Akama, barely alive, in front of a dug pit.
His condition was strange; his figure was blurry, as if two figures were overlapping.
Khadgar examined it closely and was shocked to find his soul forcibly torn in two.
What a terrible torture this was! Khadgar felt a chill run down his spine.
Archmage Khadgar has a deep understanding of Alchemy and is also proficient in the Mastery Holy Light. He has successfully become a Cleric, so Akama's injuries, though severe, can be healed.
Three days later, in a cave by the sea, Akama awoke from his coma to find a Draenei before him.
This Draenei was Khadgar in disguise. Considering the trouble of encountering his past self at this time, Khadgar the Holy Light to disguise himself as Draenei.
"You're awake. I am Atani, the fisherman, dedicated to collecting five hundred rare fish species from Azeroth. I bought you from a Tauren. May the Holy Light be with us, Broken."
Khadgar displayed the Holy Light, Akama's doubts diminished dramatically.
"My dear compatriot, it's so good to see you."
Recalling her recent tragic experiences, Akama burst into tears, struggling to stand up, but she failed.
His injuries have not fully healed, and he needs assistance to walk.
"Could you send me to the Lower City of Shattrath City? I have a large sum of money to offer," Akama pleaded.
Khadgar, having carefully crafted his persona, deliberately said in a troubled tone, "My parents were banished by the Prophet Velen and I was born in the deep mountains of Nagrand. I have a strong aversion to the Draenei, so I'm sorry, I cannot send you back."
Akama said sympathetically, "I understand. We Broken have also been abandoned by Velen. We are in the same boat and should look after each other."
Khadgar had his own plans, and with a sigh, he said, "Since we are both poor souls banished by Velen, I will send you back to Shattrath City."
Throughout the journey, the extremely suspicious Akama kept probing, but fortunately Khadgar knew enough about the Draenei to not reveal any flaws.
To conceal his identity, Khadgar deliberately used Arcane and Frost magic.
The Draenei possess extraordinary magical talent, but using magic other than the Holy Light is considered heretical, and even Shaman magic is rejected by Velen.
Khadgar used other magic to prove he wasn't Draenei from Exodar, which completely put Akama at ease.
The two successfully passed through the Dark Portal and rode Gryphons to Shattrath City.
Thanks to Khadgar's meticulous treatment, Akama's injuries have almost completely healed.
Upon arriving in Shattrath City, Akama finally felt relieved and revealed his identity.
"Atani, you saved my life. From now on, you'll be my best friend. Actually, I'm Akama, the leader of the Ashtongue Deathsworn, and most of the Broken obey me."
Khadgar replied nonchalantly, "Sorry, I don't know much about the Draenei."
Akama laughed and said, "Don't worry, from now on we're brothers. I have a plan for this trip back; I want to apologize to Illidan."
Akama's expression then darkened. "If Lord Illidan refuses to forgive me, I will have no complaints. I will hand over the Ashtongue Deathsworn to you."
Khadgar paused, then smiled wryly, "What merit do I possess to be qualified to lead the Broken?"
Akama said sternly, "You have proven along the way that you are qualified and capable of leading the Ashtongue Deathsworn. Please do not refuse; I must choose a reliable candidate."
Khadgar wondered to himself, what was Akama up to?
Just because he saved his life, does he deserve to inherit the Ashtongue Deathsworn?
Khadgar was no novice; he immediately saw that something was wrong.
The two settled in the Lower City of Shattrath City, which turned out to be a stronghold of the Broken.
For several days in a row, Akama contacted the Ashtongue Deathsworn's leaders and introduced them to Khadgar.
On this day, Akama received good news.
An official reported to him that Maiev Shadowsong had successfully escaped from prison.