Parallel world of Draenor.
"Mm... there's nothing particularly valuable in Gorgrond either. Take it slowly. Have Gruul lead his gronn descendants over there. If the Magor clans there refuse to surrender, kill them all. Keep the land, not the people."
In Talador, on a large plaza directly before Auchindoun, Boss Hu sprawled limply upon his Walking Throne, reviewing the latest battle reports from every front and war zone.
A large number of Draenei had gathered around the plaza, watching the spectacle with great interest.
Oh, don't misunderstand. Everyone had long since lost any sense of novelty toward the Eternal Night God-Emperor, that Titan old hooligan who never did any proper work and only enjoyed sprawling on his Walking Throne platform. What was there to watch about him?
"Hey, I'm the protagonist! Look at me! All of you, look at me!"
But it was completely useless. What everyone was watching was Sun God Bird Rukmar, sprawled beside the Walking Throne.
More precisely, they were watching Rukmar eat Rukmar.
Rukmar, His Majesty the God-Emperor's pet, had visibly grown a whole size fatter. His feathers gleamed with oil, and atop his bird head rested a golden ornament of a crescent moon embracing the sun, golden flames burning around it.
At that moment, Rukmar was tearing apart the corpse of another version of himself from the parallel world. His enormous sharp beak pecked like a chick pecking at rice, except the rice this giant chick pecked was equally gigantic.
He could devour another self from a parallel world and further enhance his control over solar flames, all while serving as the top mentor of the Fire Druids within the Dawn Druid faction.
Living like this was enough. His life as a bird had no regrets.
As for the wind serpent demi-god Sethe, who had