Brother Gul'dan finally got his wish and met Titan Sarodar, who was lounging around in paralysis at the Eternal Night Palace.
Boss Hu took Gul'dan's insistent request rather seriously. After all, he was a dependable old cadre who had worked for the Empire for so many years, laboring tirelessly and earning great merit.
Focused on Fel Energy product development for decades—when it came to Fel Energy, Gul'dan-brand warlock training was the name to trust.
Ahem, back to the point. Mannoroth the Destructor in particular—that pitiful Pit Lord had been locked in Gul'dan's laboratory for years, to the point that the entire world thought he had long since died.
In the end, brother Mannoroth yielded. He could no longer endure the endless daily torment and gloomy imprisonment.
The Night Empire had gone too far. First, they had sent a group of female Eredar to talk to him. When Mannoroth saw the Eredar Twins, he had been overjoyed, thinking that the Burning Legion had returned.
Then that damned old orc Gul'dan had made his grand entrance, wearing a sinister smile.
That roller-coaster plunge from heaven straight into hell had been far too exhilarating.
No one was coming to save him. The Burning Legion colleagues who knew he was imprisoned here had all defected to the enemy.
Then he learned that Lord God Sargeras had abandoned him, while his old superior Archimonde had been dead for years. Mannoroth gritted his teeth and stomped his foot...
He rebelled!
Eredar sisters, wait! This old man has something to say—sit down and listen!
Where did one sign up to join the Dawn Legion? I am Mannoroth. I am a talent! I have repeatedly won the Fel Energy Little Green Flower Award of the Pit Lord Family Compound. During my time in the Burning Legion, I performed