Marshal Reginald was a battle-hardened and experienced warrior.
He had fought the Orks alongside Lothar and personally raided Medivh's Tower. In Reginald's view, at his age, what hadn't he experienced?
But this... this was something he had truly never experienced before!
Had the problem been solved?
Well, looking at Blackrock Spire, which had been blasted into a massive crater with nothing left behind, Reginald was genuinely speechless. The Dark Iron Dwarves and Dragonkin who had been there had all died in that terrifying explosion. Even the two enormous monsters that looked like the bosses of the place had been completely killed.
Reginald didn't know what that Flame Lord was, but he could be certain that the Black Dragon was no easy opponent.
Yet a giant dragon like that had been dealt with effortlessly by several little girls...
At least for now, the threat to the Burning Steppes had been completely eliminated.
Absolutely and utterly.
Even if some scraps remained, all the Alliance needed to do was send some people over to clean them up, and that would pretty much be the end of it.
"Since there's nothing else, we'll be leaving."
Reginald had only just come back to his senses when he saw Duanmu Huai greet them before preparing to leave.
"Please wait, brave warrior!"
Seeing Duanmu Huai turn to leave, Reginald was startled and hurried forward.
"Hm? Is there something else?"
"No... Your achievements are unparalleled. Please return to Stormwind City with me. His Majesty the King will surely reward you..."
"Not interested."
Duanmu Huai simply waved his hand.
"I only came because this place posed a threat to humanity. Now that the matter is resolved, I should be leaving."
"This..."
Looking at Duanmu Huai's calm expression, Reginald was genuinely at a loss. To be honest, he hadn't expected