The night wind still blew, and the tall grass swayed with it. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
But Dranosh gripped his spear, aimed it at the grass, and shouted in Orcish in a low voice, "Come out. I saw you."
Though he had seen nothing, he trusted Gale's warning. Something was hiding in the grass.
After a while, there was still no unusual movement from the tall grass opposite them.
Dranosh raised his spear and slowly approached the grass. Then he gave his final warning: "Come out. I've already seen you, or I'll attack!"
Just as he gripped the spear with both hands, drew it back, and prepared to thrust, a dark figure pushed aside the grass and staggered out. In an unfamiliar Orcish tongue, she weakly begged, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Dranosh slowly backed away with his spear in hand, though its tip remained pointed at the shadow. His shout had already awakened his companions. Two Goblins guarded the camp, while the other two Orcs stepped forward from either side to cover Dranosh.
When she entered the reach of the campfire's light, Dranosh discovered that this unexpected visitor was a swollen, battered Draenei Broken.
After arriving in Outland, Orcs familiar with the local situation had told him about the various strange races he might encounter there. Among them were the Draenei, as well as the Broken who had been corrupted by Fel Energy.
"Who are you, and why were you spying on us from the grass?" Seeing that she understood Orcish, Dranosh began questioning her.
"I... I... I was only looking for something to eat." From her voice, she was unexpectedly a female Draenei Broken.
During the war between the Orcs and the Draenei, the Orcs had conquered many Draenei cities and slaughtered countless Draenei, forcing