That evening, King Bronzebeard Magni a grand banquet for Mograine, with countless delicacies and jars of fine wine. Mograine, though a lord, had never experienced such extravagance.
In particular, several young dancers from Stormwind City, with their exceptional grace, slender figures, and beautiful faces, seemed to be floating on Mograine under the influence of the Dwarf wine, as if in a blissful dream.
Completely drunk, Mograine quickly lost consciousness. Accompanied by two young and beautiful dancers, he walked to the bedroom, collapsed onto the large bed, and the only thing he remembered was the Rizebu Crystal, which he held tightly in his arms.
In the deepest part of the night, in the luxurious bedroom, a wicked hand snatched the Rizebu Crystal from Mograine's arms, only to return it moments later, completely unaware of Mograine's deep sleep.
The next morning, Mograine woke up from his drunken stupor and hurriedly reached into his pocket. The Rizebu Crystal was still there, and he finally felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
After breakfast, King Bronzebeard came to greet them warmly and led Mograine on a tour of Ironforge.
The day passed quickly, and in the evening, King Bronzebeard hosted a court ball for Mograine, introducing him to the nobles of Ironforge.
The Dwarf nobles kept offering toasts and praising Mograine's bravery, making it another joyous occasion for both host and guests.
Mograine returned to his bedroom and found the two dancers still there, smiling sweetly at him. From that moment on, he never mentioned leaving again.
Mograine would never have dreamed that the Rizebu Crystal had been switched.
It turns out that Magni Bronzebeard possessed a Titans Relic called the Copying Balance. This was a magical artifact that, when placed on one side of the Scales, would quickly produce an identical copy on Scales other side.
The replica is virtually identical to the original, but it carries a strange curse; whoever possesses it will inevitably meet with misfortune and die a violent death sooner or later.
It is said that Mograine fell into the allure of Ironforge, indulging in alcohol and the charms of the dancers.
Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the Orcs have fled to Dalaran, and the Scourge is following closely behind, marching towards Dalaran.
With a major battle looming, Ironforge received a distress call from Antonidas.
On this day, King Bronzebeard summoned Mograine and warmly put his arm around his shoulder:
"Brother Mograine, the Lich King Arthas is too Evil. First he destroyed Lordaeron, then he slaughtered Silvermoon City. Now Dalaran in imminent danger, and our great Savior Thrall is in peril. Even if we Dwarves are in trouble, we cannot stand idly by."
Although reluctant to leave the comforts of Ironforge, Mograine knew his responsibility deeply and immediately said, "If Ironforge is willing to send reinforcements, I, Mograine, will respond from the rear, for the sake of Azeroth."
Magni Bronzebeard smiled and shook his head, "The Scourge is advancing at breakneck speed. Ironforge would need at least several months to prepare to send a large army, and given the long distance, it might not be enough time. I have a better plan."
"What method?" Mograine asked curiously.
Magni Bronzebeard's beard fluttered, and he widened his eyes, saying, "The reason why the Lich King Arthas is so arrogant, and why the Scourge is so unstoppable, is simply because of a weapon."
Mograine nodded. Back then, Arthas was nothing more than King Prince in name only, whom they, as lords, could bully at will. Lordaeron should have been the great Savior of Thrall.
"Because of Frostmourne."
Magni Bronzebeard chuckled and nodded, "Brother Mograine, you are a hundred times wiser than Arthas, more powerful, and the greatest Paladin of our time. You also care deeply for Azeroth, and are just and benevolent. If I were to forge you a weapon stronger than Frostmourne, the Scourge would surely be reduced to ashes before you."
Mograine was initially overjoyed, but then asked with concern, "I've heard that Frostmourne is a divine artifact with a mysterious origin and extraordinary power."
Despite Magni's superb forging skills and status as one of the world's foremost craftsmen, Mograine did not believe he could forge an artifact capable of countering Frostmourne.
"Mograine, don't forget the Rizebu Crystal you brought. It's the core of a Naaru. If you infuse it with Holy Light, it can radiate a light more powerful than the sun. Arthas can use Frostmourne to create the Scourge, you can summon an even stronger Army of the Light."
Dwarves are good at boasting, and King Magni, in particular, boasts to an extreme degree. Mograine, not knowing much about King Bronzebeard, assumed it was all true and was overjoyed, exclaiming:
"King Bronzebeard, thank you. Azeroth will forever remember your deeds."
Magni humbly shook his head. "This is all for Azeroth, for the great Savior Thrall."
Magni's first purpose in doing this was to get rid of Mograine, so as to avoid being accused by the world of trying to embezzle the Rizebu Crystals and ruining his reputation.
The second reason was that Bronzebeard was worried that the Scourge would grow too powerful and become difficult to resist. If someone possessed an artifact, they could legitimately fight against them, and their call to arms would gather a large following.
And so, Mograine remained in Ironforge, and King Bronzebeard gathered the finest craftsmen in Ironforge, opened the Ironforge the Great Forge, and retrieved the refined iron left behind by the Titans from the depths of the warehouses, with Magni personally overseeing the operation.
In addition, Magni invited numerous Paladins and Priests to continuously infuse the Rizebu Crystal with Holy Light day and night. Just as Magni had predicted, the Shadow Crystal, after receiving enough Holy Light, shone as brightly as a small sun.
Another half month has passed, Ashbringer, this famous weapon, has finally been successfully forged.
Magni personally handed Ashbringer to Mograine. Although the weapon was far less powerful than Magni had boasted, he still had good reason to do so:
"Brother Mograine, the Scourge will surely turn to ashes before you, so I named it Ashbringer. The Naaru must absorb enough souls to regain its power; the more Undead it slays on the Battlefield, the stronger Ashbringer will become."
Mograine excitedly accepted Ashbringer, feeling the power within him surge.
Raising Ashbringer high, Mograine Justice and proclaimed, "I, Mograine, swear here and now that I will not betray the name of Ashbringer, and will fight to protect Azeroth, fearless of sacrifice, facing any enemy head-on!"
Just as Mograine made his vow, a Dwarf scout arrived on Gryphon, scrambling to Magni's side. "King Majesty, disaster has struck! Antonidas has summoned Archimonde the Defiler, the Scourge has invaded, and Dalaran fallen!"
"What?"
Magni's face paled upon hearing this, and he felt uneasy. He hadn't expected this to happen, and hurriedly said:
"Brother Mograine, the opportunity to protect Azeroth has arrived. Please head to Dalaran immediately and join forces with Thrall, the Savior, to fight against the Evil Burning Legion."
Mograine knew perfectly well that Thrall was in league with the Burning Legion.
Stroking Ashbringer's sharp blade, Mograine calmly said, "King Bronzebeard, I think this matter should be considered more carefully. Our target is the Scourge."