Most things in the world are not as one wishes, Thrall believed that if he had successfully controlled Chen Stormstout, he would surely achieve the same success with Nozdormu.
However, reality proved cruel. The next morning, before Thrall had even woken up, Eitrigg rushed in to report, "Great Savior, something terrible has happened!"
"What's with the rush? Haven't I taught you manners?" Thrall said angrily, lazily getting up as Orcs maids helped him put on his clothes.
"My Savior, according to the Orcs were cutting off their own flesh, Nozdormu has gone mad. He can't do anything except open his mouth and drool."
Eitrigg crawled on the ground, cautiously and nervously giving his report.
Thrall frowned slightly, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "So this old dragon is useless now. Oh well, at least it provides dragon meat. Tell the soldiers to speed up the butchering."
Eitrigg hurriedly said, "Savior Lord, just last night, Nozdormu's injuries became unhealable. The officer who cut off his own flesh asked me to consult you on what to do."
Thrall flew into a rage upon hearing this, slamming his fist on the table. "Damn it, Nozdormu has disappointed me so much! All my efforts have been in vain, and I've gained nothing!"
After a moment of Anjing, Thrall thought of the former Guardian Aegwynn. If Aegwynn knew that Nozdormu had become like this, she would probably take her anger out on him again.
Thrall hastily ordered, "That old dragon Nozdormu is utterly useless now, damn it! Sink him into the lava immediately! Everyone shut your mouths and say we don't know where Nozdormu is."
Eitrigg remained motionless for a long while before whispering, "Savior, the Guardian Aegwynn has returned. She's in Ragefire Chasm, near Nozdormu."
Thrall was terrified. After a long pause, he slapped Eitrigg hard across the face, making half of Eitrigg's face swell up, and then kicked him several times.
Eitrigg endured the pain, tears streaming down his face. Several of his ribs were broken, but he dared not utter a sound.
"You incompetent piece of trash, what use are you? Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Thrall roared angrily, hurriedly leading his Personal Guard to Ragefire Chasm.
Aegwynn, the Guardian, floated in the air with her hands behind her back, dressed in purple robes, looking down at the grinning Nozdormu with an expressionless face.
Nozdormu's chest and limbs were covered in blood, with many places exposing his white bones. The Rune Stone that had been inserted into his heart had been removed and was left aside.
Four other mysterious figures in black, their heads and faces concealed by black cloaks, floated silently behind Aegwynn. One of them roared:
"Aegwynn, a mighty Dragon Aspects has fallen to such a tragic end. These are the Orcs you entrusted to protect. We are very worried; will we be next?"
A slender figure dressed in black flew over Nozdormu, and a clear, girlish voice spoke sadly:
"How pitiful, Nozdormu. I remember meeting you years ago; you were so talkative, humorous, and witty. How could anyone have injured you like this? Let me heal your wounds."
The woman in black opened her jade-like hands, and flowers and plants spread from her palms, the pure life force repairing Nozdormu's injuries.
Nozdormu chuckled foolishly, closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying the feeling, like a domesticated puppy.
Aegwynn's voice was deep and resonant, with distinct intonation:
"The Orcs are the saviors of Azeroth, you wouldn't understand. Of course, you had no choice. If it weren't for my intervention, Archimonde would have captured you long ago and you would have fallen into the hands of the Burning Legion. Your fate would have been worse than this old dragon's."
"Are you threatening us, Aegwynn?" one of the burly men in black roared angrily. "Don't forget who you are, Guardians. We have existed in this world for a long time, and your life is insignificant."
Aegwynn's voice rose rapidly, becoming sharp and piercing:
"What, haven't you realized it yet? Don't forget, your master is finished. Those Titans who sent you have all become prisoners of the Burning Legion. Without the Titans' support, what are you? Dogs that have lost their master?"
"Aegwynn, you will suffer for this offense." The burly man in black roared in anger, and countless icy powers gathered in his palm.
Aegwynn remained unfazed, smiling slightly. "What, do you really want to sever this only path to Redemption? Without my help, how will you withstand the invincible Burning Legion?"
A man in black wielding a hammer quickly stopped his companion and turned to Aegwynn, saying:
"Our patience has reached its limit. Don't try to provoke me; we need an explanation."
Aegwynn hesitated for a moment, then the shortest of the four men in black asked, "Aegwynn, what are you doing? We don't have much time left."
"Alright!" Aegwynn seemed somewhat reluctant, and said with forced compliance, "Thrall, that idiot, completely messed things up. I can only tell you the truth: the Titans are destroyed, the Burning Legion is powerful, and the Void Lords are eyeing us covetously. Do you know where the path to Redemption lies?"
Aegwynn pointed to the sky and said solemnly:
"Only Elune, can save us. After Elune merges with Azeroth, she will become the most powerful being in the universe, and we will all become her apostles. Of course, she will carefully select her subordinates. Unfortunately, Neptulon and Nozdormu were both eliminated."
The slender figure in black spoke in a clear, melodious voice, "We are willing to serve the great Elune, but what does that have to do with protecting the Orcs?"
Aegwynn shrugged and said with a smile:
"I went to great lengths, cooperating with the Burning Legion to bring the Orcs from Draenor World to Azeroth. What did you think it was for? Protecting the Orcs was simply to appease Elune."
The four men in black fell silent. After a long while, the man in black holding the hammer exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that the Elune is really a female Orcs?"
Aegwynn simply smiled and remained silent.
At this moment, Thrall arrived at Ragefire Chasm with his Personal Guard. Unexpectedly, Aegwynn did not reprimand him, but simply gave the following order:
"Thrall, prepare your army. The Kul Tiras navy is back. The Pride Kul Tiras will pay the price for their ignorance."
This time, Kul Tiras sent an even larger fleet, burning down all the villages along the coastline, and came with overwhelming force, their goal being to destroy Orgrimmar.
Thrall led his Orcs army, almost all of them, Tauren Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof led 30,000 Tauren as cannon fodder in the front.
Standing atop the flagship, Daelin held a telescope, gazing at the lush green Orcs along the coastline, and asked Robbie beside her, "What kind of enemy are we facing?"
Robbie was puzzled. Robbie had always known that Aegwynn had a backup plan to protect Orgrimmar, but he had never been able to find out what it was.
"Our enemies are four Titan Keepers from Ulduar," Robbie replied expressionlessly.