Anub'arak clearly recognized Restorer Azak as well, and a flicker of struggle passed through his eyes.
"Self-proclaimed rebels of Azjolnak, you dare defy your king and the great master, the Lich King. Perfect. Today, I shall wipe you all out. Under the great master's mercy, you will become the vanguard of his conquest of the world."
Anub'arak attacked Restorer Azak and Dranosh without hesitation.
However, Nazgrel and Gamon joined forces from either side to block him.
The several thousand Azjolnak Nerubian reinforcements brought by Restorer Azak greatly relieved the pressure on the Kor'kron Vanguard, freeing Nazgrel and Gamon to face the powerful enemy Anub'arak together.
Yet even the four of them combined were no match for Anub'arak. The immense gap between them could not be bridged simply through numbers.
Just as Anub'arak intended to kill Restorer Azak first, before his forelimb could pierce the other's body, he saw the fury and unshakable resolve in Azak's eyes.
"King Anub'arak, I want to become a lord like Anub'Rekhan, to become your right-hand man." Several centuries ago, the still-young Azak had passed the selection to become one of the Anub'ar Prime Guards, and he had said this to Anub'arak.
The youth who had once worshipped Anub'arak beyond measure was now giving everything he had to end Anub'arak's rule.
At that moment, Anub'arak's soul finally overwhelmed the Lich King's control for a brief instant. A trace of clarity returned to his eyes, and he froze in place, his forelimb only a few dozen centimeters from Restorer Azak's heart.
Restorer Azak did not understand why Anub'arak had not continued his attack and killed him, but Dranosh, Nazgrel, and Gamon did not let this opportunity slip away. The three struck together with a fatal blow.
Anub'arak, the Nerubian king who had ruled the empire of Azjol-Nerub