Xavius sat alone in his room, lost in thought for two days. Why was he so distracted? Because when he woke up yesterday morning, he found a dog's head beside him—Hakkar's head! He had been shocked. Who had killed Hakkar? As far as he knew, only Azshara had that ability in Zin-Azshari. A demigod? No, there had been no news of any demigod entering Zin-Azshari. Someone from the west? That was not right either. Eldre'Thalas's strongest fighter was Falco, and he was not powerful enough. Who could it have been? The enemy was incredibly strong, having killed Hakkar without a sound or warning, then placed its head beside him. Who had done this?! He racked his brains, deep in thought. When the maids tried to enter and clean his room, he drove them away. When his confidants tried to check on him, he drove them out as well. Unable to think of a solution, he realized only Sargeras could help him. Yes, he had to ask his master for aid. He hurriedly reached out to his lord. "Almighty Lord Sargeras, your servant seeks your protection."
"What is it, Xavius? Why are you so flustered?" A majestic voice answered him.
"Honored master, please allow me to report this to you. Your beloved hound Hakkar has been killed. Its head appeared on my bed yesterday morning." Xavius lay prostrate on the ground as he replied cautiously.
"Oh? Such a thing happened? Then why did you come to me instead of investigating it? I understand. Hakkar was killed, and now you are afraid?"
"Praise your wisdom. That is indeed what I mean. I am not afraid of death. I only worry that after I die, no one familiar with Azeroth will remain to serve you."
"That makes some sense! Very well, I shall