Lothar saw Medivh preparing to attack the others. No, he had to draw his attention back. His thoughts raced, and at last he came up with a plan.
"You bastard! Your grandpa's standing right here, and you're ignoring me?!"
Sargeras indeed turned back around, glaring at Lothar with a gloomy expression. "How dare you show such disrespect toward a god? I've decided—you'll die first. I'll pull out your soul and torment it for ten thousand years!"
Several streams of Fel Flame flew toward Lothar like venomous snakes. He hurriedly fled backward and hid behind a pillar.
"Ant! Do you think you'll be safe just by constantly dodging? I... Agh!" Sargeras suddenly felt a sharp pain, pain that struck directly at his soul.
"Long time no see, my brother." Hu Feng's voice came from behind Sargeras. He was now at full power, drawing upon all the Titan Divine Power within his avatar. His hair had turned into golden flames, while his eyes shone like twin starfields. Green Fel Flame burned around one hand, while surging black void coiled around the other.
For the first time, Sargeras revealed a look of shock. He stared fixedly at Hu Feng. It was that newborn Titan whom the Void Lords had failed to corrupt, the one Sargeras had tried to kill but who had ultimately escaped! He had actually been hiding in this world!
"It's you... the newborn of our kind, Sarodar... Then it's no surprise. In that war ten thousand years ago, you were the one who attacked me at the end, weren't you?"
Hu Feng shrugged. As he drove the black void against Sargeras, he replied, "So you figured it out. Still, I ought to thank you. Without you and the Void Lords, how could I..." Hu Feng leaped up, clenched both fists,