"They seem to have regained their ability to resist, Warchief. The Second Khan, Gelk, must have escaped back and restored command over the Centaur." After the Second Khan Gelk arranged his escape, the Horde had finally completed the cleanup of the surrounded enemy. The well-rested Horde warriors now gathered here, waiting only for their Warchief's command.
"As expected, Rend. Earlier, I discovered that the Centaur's First Generation Khan possessed a method of enhancing the Centaur's combat strength and bloodline. Though it took a heavy blow from me, it clearly used that power again to ensure command of the entire army. But it is likely at the end of its rope now. I hope it manages to escape safely." Thrall had noticed the First Generation Khan's strange power when the Second Khan Gelk forcibly enhanced Khan Dabaz's abilities.
"Awaiting your command, Warchief." Since they had no choice but to face a commanded Centaur force, there was no point in waiting any longer. Rather than wait, they might as well attack. The Horde's warriors feared nothing.
"Lok'tar, warriors of the Horde! For our allies, wipe out these savage creatures!" Thrall used the power of the wind elements to make his voice carry across the entire army.
"Lok'tar!" the Horde warriors answered. Their terrifying battle cry swept across the plains, their momentum aimed directly at the Centaur army outside.
Warchief Thrall rode at the very front upon Snowsong, the enormous snow-white Frostwolf. Doomhammer in one hand and Snowsong's reins in the other, he led the Horde's warriors forward.
Rend gripped Gyth's reins as well, following closely behind Thrall. He swung Ashkandi as he pursued his Warchief.
Having someone out front to bear the pressure, without needing to think too much, with brothers following behind—charging into battle like this was pure joy. Rend felt