But sorry, you couldn't change the channel just yet. At least let them finish the fight first.
On the battlefield of the Twilight Highlands, as if the straw that broke the camel's back had not been big enough, another force soon arrived at Twilight Citadel and joined the combined assault.
Gul'dan had arrived uninvited with the Fel Warlocks of his new Shadow Council.
Fel fluctuations radiated from these warlocks. The bodies and faces of some brothers bore obvious signs of severe Fel corruption, displaying many demonic traits.
Naturally, a group of Satyr demons had come with them as well. These demons, who had fallen from the Night Elves of old, were cunning and cruel by nature. This was their first official mission since returning to the elves, so they had to make this offering of loyalty count.
The Satyrs grinned viciously as they set fires throughout the citadel, or gathered in groups of two or three to torture and kill the unfortunate Twilight cultists of N'Zoth who had been captured alive.
"In that mistaken world of ours, long since swallowed by the river of time, Cho'gall was also one of my trusted subordinates. He simply died far too early. Since there is a Cho'gall here as well, I will take him away... Move!"
Gul'dan strode forward with his staff, violently shoving aside a Satyr demon blocking his path. The roughly pushed Satyr did not dare say a word. Pretty much all the brothers in the Fel faction feared this powerful old warlock.
"He has already been thoroughly brainwashed by N'Zoth, Gul'dan. He must die here! And by your logic, your own Skull of Gul'dan is still being used as a toy by Illidan. Do you want to go ask him for it back too?"
Grand Duke Bolvar, walking beside him,