Tyrande Captured

Seeing the drastic change in Krasus and the other two's expressions upon hearing the name "Osiris," Ravencrest immediately became alert and asked sternly, "What's going on? Is there something wrong with that name?"

Of course there was. Krasus had never expected to hear the King of Despair's name at this time.

But just as Krasus was about to explain this Burning Legion commander to everyone, he suddenly remembered something and quickly fell silent.

To be honest, although the three of them had traveled through time to the current era of the War of the Ancients, both Broxigar and Rhonin were rather muddleheaded about it all. Broxigar had merely been carrying out Thrall's orders to scout the area when he somehow ended up in this time period. As an orc from Draenor, he knew absolutely nothing about the historical events that had taken place on Azeroth ten thousand years ago.

The same went for Rhonin. He had come to this era without any preparation whatsoever. Not long ago, he had married Vereesa, the third sister of the Windrunner Family, becoming one of life's winners. Yet before his newlywed life could even begin, his mentor Krasus had summoned him. Before he could figure out what his mentor intended, man and dragon had traveled through time.

Although he was an archmage of the Council of Six and could be considered well-read, the War of the Ancients had occurred far too long ago for human history. Most records in the history books came from the accounts of the Night Elves, so they contained only a rough outline and few details. Rhonin knew of the War of the Ancients, but he had little conception of its specific circumstances. Everything he did was based solely on his own understanding and logic.

The only one among the