The fangs of the Chen Stormstout were taken directly from Thrall's mouth, no doubt about it.
After announcing his "true" identity, Chen Stormstout, facing a large group of media personnel, changed his expression and said viciously:
"A small group of malicious the Destroyers dared to claim that Thrall was an Orcs. The good people will not stand for this. I declare that they must be severely punished."
The guards escorted the two men toward the city gate. One was Kaortes of the Peace Dove, and the other was Garrosh's confidant, the Stealth Malkorok.
These two were the ones who instigated the first protesters, causing the protests to spiral out of control, and Chen Stormstout hated them intensely.
Both men were bruised and battered, clearly having suffered torture. Chen Stormstout, questioned them fiercely:
"Tell me, who ordered you to plot the destruction of Azeroth?"
Kaortes fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Savior, please hear me! I am innocent! I never wanted to destroy Azeroth!"
Chen Stormstout gave a signal, and one of the guards wielding an axe chopped off one of Kaortes's hands.
"Tell me, were those the Destroyers at the gates of Orgrimmar from your organization the other day? Who was behind them? If you don't tell the truth, you'll lose both your hands and feet."
Kaortes shouted anxiously, "Innocent! Innocent! I didn't send them! I don't know those people!"
Chen Stormstout sneered, "Your subordinates have already confessed, and you still want to deny it? Men, cut off his limbs."
Terrified, Kaortes endured the excruciating pain of his severed hand and pleaded repeatedly:
"Savior, it's all a misunderstanding! I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
Kaortes was dragged away by the Orcs guards, and soon after, screams of agony were heard.
The senior editor of Azeroth, the Big Candle Gagg, bowed respectfully and praised:
"The magnanimity of the Great Savior surpasses even that of the Eternal Sea. These villains have offended the Savior and are enemies of Azeroth."
Chen Stormstout, felt his hatred remain unabated. He turned to look at Malkorok and sneered:
"I've heard you're a hero, but I wonder if you have the guts to test my skills."
Malkorok groveled on the ground. "Savior, I'm willing to be your dog."
Chen Stormstout addressed the media:
"Look at them, these are the Destroyers of Azeroth. They're cowards, spineless. Shouldn't we spare them? I'll leave that choice to you."
The guards around Chen Stormstout were all menacing; who among them would dare to oppose him?
A Goblin knelt on the ground. "Great Savior, all who dare oppose you deserve to die."
"Yes, these the Destroyers deserved to die and must be severely punished."
"Those who destroy Azeroth deserve not to live; they must die."
Chen Stormstout laughed heartily, "Very good, just what I wanted. Malkorok, you must pay the price for your crimes."
Looking at Malkorok again, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fright.
Broken Isles, Highmountain, Thunder Totem.
Mera Highmountain, the Warchief of the Highmountain Tauren, was stunned by the report from his subordinates.
"You're saying Thrall, the Savior, was originally Pandaren, and that he and Chen Stormstout were the same person? This is utterly absurd! Who would believe that?"
A Priest nearby reminded him:
"Warchief, no one dares to doubt the great Savior; his words are the truth."
"No, no, listen to me! The Savior Thrall is definitely Orcs! I saw him eat my father with my own eyes!" Young Mela Highmountain refused to accept it.
Another Priest said, "Warchief, your eyes have deceived you, or you have mistaken a dream for reality. Good heavens, to dream that the Savior is Orcs is simply unforgivable."
Mela Gaoling finally realized what was happening and said in horror:
"If Thrall is like the Chen Stormstout, then our protests the other day were tantamount to destroying Azeroth."
The Highmountain Tauren beside him turned pale with fright, and one of them said:
"The Savior has proven Azeroth time and time again, yet we doubted him. The Highmountain Tauren are too foolish to have committed such an ungrateful act."
"Warchief, I suggest you immediately apologize to the Savior. For the sake of the Highmountain Tauren, you must become the Savior's food."
"Yes, Warchief, only in this way can we appease the Savior's wrath; otherwise, we will face annihilation."
Mela Gaoling cried bitterly, "I don't want to be eaten!"
A Priest said, "Warchief, have you forgotten? Being eaten by the Savior allows one to ascend to the High Mountain Divine Kingdom and become a noble Emissary."
"Many of our people have received this honor, Warchief, do you have any doubts about it?" another Priest asked.
Mela Gaoling was filled with remorse; it was a lie she had fabricated, yet it had come back to haunt her.
Just as everyone was discussing this, a scout came to report:
"Warchief, disaster has struck! One hundred thousand Lightforging Orcs have landed in Highmountain and are heading straight for Thunder Totem."
"One hundred thousand Lightforging Orcs?" Meera Highmountain swayed, nearly collapsing to the ground, muttering, "Is the end truly nigh for the Highmountain Tauren?"
Mela Gaoling struggled to her feet, and another scout came to report:
"Warchief, the Lightforging Wolf Riders have reached Tukuuk Cliffs, and a village of the Riverbend Tribe has been massacred. The Savior declares: the Highmountain Tauren are plotting to destroy Azeroth, and all righteous people of Azeroth have the responsibility and obligation to exterminate us."
"It's over, everything's over." Mela Highmountain sat on the ground and whispered, "So this is how terrifying Pandaren's wrath can be."
Just as Mela Gaoling was in despair, a pair of large, kind hands helped her up:
"Warchief, this is not the most desperate moment yet. You must lead us out of this predicament."
Tov Stomphoof, a kind-faced Highmountain Tauren, offered support to Mela Highmountain at the most crucial moment.
Mela Gaoling felt the warmth and suddenly thought of something:
"Yes, we still have a way. Have you forgotten Huln Highmountain, the ancestor of the Highmountain Tauren?"
Huln Highmountain, a legendary Tauren hero who lived 10,000 years ago.
This is a saying that circulates among the Highmountain Tauren.
Ten thousand years ago, the Burning Legion invaded, and Huln Highmountain killed ninety percent of them; the rest was thanks to the other heroes.
Archimonde, upon hearing that Huln Highmountain were coming, fled back to Argus Planet.
Huln Highmountain defeated Sargeras multiple times, was a VIP of the Pantheon, and was admired by all the Titans.
Even though ten thousand years have passed, many Veterans of the Burning Legion who participated in the great war still often wake up from nightmares, suffering from Huln Highmountain phobia.
Legendary that Huln Highmountain has achieved immortality. Although his physical body has died, his soul has long since ascended to godhood, surpassing even the Elune in status and power.
Mela Gaoling, supported by Tov Stomphoof, stood up and said loudly:
"Prepare the Fire of the Skies, the Tears of Mu'sha, and the Dark Rift Crystal; I will perform an ancient ancestral ritual to communicate with our ancestor Huln Highmountain."