Eve of the Banquet (Part One)

Kalimdor Continent, evening, on the eve of the banquet, Eternal Night Palace.

One god and one tiger sat before the doors of the Assembly Hall, idly shooting the breeze as they waited for the evening banquet to officially begin.

"If things really were as you said, then he could only be killed. Based on what I've learned about you over all this time, and comparing it with the usual conduct of the Pantheon Titans, I don't think that possibility is impossible. In fact, the odds are quite high."

The white tiger fell into thought, then slowly nodded his massive head.

Boss Hu sighed. "Yeah. In the Pantheon's eyes, I'm probably a Dark Titan even more depraved than Sargeras, while the World of Azeroth is a fallen, chaotic world in desperate need of a second reformatting."

"So you have to stop that from happening. If that Avenger Argus truly intends to do it, then peaceful coexistence will be absolutely impossible. How the World of Azeroth should be handled is not for him to decide... Besides, honestly, do you even need his help anymore? I don't think so."

As he spoke, the white tiger licked his enormous paw with all the distinctive mannerisms of a feline.

"The thing I regret most now is choosing to contact him back then. But I had no choice. The Void Lords and Sargeras put too much pressure on me at the time. What else could I do? I could only gather as many allies as possible, just in case."

"As for now... whether he's here or not truly makes no difference."

Boss Hu shrugged.

The white tiger then glanced into the hall again, at Flower Birds Wind Moon, who was surrounded by Boss Hu's Divine Queens as they clicked their tongues in amazement.

"That little girl