Garrosh had broken out of prison! Garrosh had run away! Garrosh had vanished!
The whole world immediately erupted. The Horde, in particular, was utterly baffled and aggrieved.
That shouldn't have been possible. The cave prison holding Garrosh was heavily fortified. Besides a large number of elite troops, it had countless monitoring and defensive spells and formations. And the entire cave had only one path and one exit. Was Garrosh some kind of pangolin? Could he have dug his way out?
Let alone an unarmed Garrosh—even a Dragon wouldn't have been able to escape!
There was an insider! There had to be an insider!
Otherwise, Garrosh could never have successfully broken out from the inside without anyone helping him.
Thus, the big shots from every faction began furiously brainstorming, trying to deduce who the insid—
"It was me. I secretly reassigned the troops and sabotaged most of the defensive spells."
Well then. Brother Thrall, the current Interim Warchief of the Horde, voluntarily confessed—and he confessed thoroughly.
Why!
Tell Me Why!
The Horde leaders felt as if ten thousand long-necked, white-furred, grass-prefixed beasts had trampled through their hearts.
Kalimdor Continent, Eternal Night Palace.
The leaders of the Alliance, Horde, Shaohao Dynasty, and various neutral factions gathered together, sitting around atop a towering pile of grain, listening to an elder share his wisdom of life... Ahem.
"So, that's roughly the plan. I didn't tell you earlier for the sake of secrecy. Oh... Rhonin knew a little. I accidentally let some related information slip during the Northern Expedition. Good kid, kept his mouth shut tight. Hehehe—burp."
Boss Hu tipped back the Moonlight Wine in his hand, then nodded at Rhonin, who was sitting there with the innocent expression of a well-behaved child.
"So... the artifact, the Temporal Anomaly, held by that traitorous Bronze Dragon