Nuclear Peace for the Scourge

Sokizog, Highlord of the Ebon Blade, accepted the Helm of Domination but did not put it on immediately. Instead, he solemnly handed Shadowmourne, now fully transformed after shattering Frostmourne, to Garrosh Hellscream. Thumping his chest, he said, "Garrosh, help me tell Chieftain Rend that I am proud to be a member of the Blackrock Clan. Thank him for all the trust and help he has given me. This weapon, forged with all the chieftain's heart and soul, should not be buried here with me. Help me return it to him."

Sokizog stroked Shadowmourne as though caressing his lover's skin. This axe of vengeance, personally forged for him by Rend, was more important to Sokizog than anything else.

"Everything is for the Horde!" Garrosh solemnly accepted Shadowmourne as well. This was the final trust of an Orc elder.

The Dark Lady Sylvanas's crimson eyes remained fixed on the corpse of Arthas, the Lich King. She could scarcely believe it. Arthas, who had personally killed her and led the Scourge across the northern kingdoms of the Eastern Kingdoms, had died just like that. Yet the truth lay before her.

The hatred carved into her bones had vanished, but it did not bring the expected sense of release. Instead, she felt deeply lost, as though her heart had been hollowed out and all meaning had disappeared.

After pondering for a long time, the Dark Lady Sylvanas Windrunner approached Kael'thas Sunstrider, the Sun King, and respectfully bowed to him, just as she had when she was still Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner bowing before Anasterian Sunstrider, the Sun King.

Kael'thas Sunstrider was somewhat at a loss. He would always acknowledge the Dark Lady Sylvanas Windrunner as the Ranger-General of Quel'Thalas, but at the same time, she was also the Forsaken Dark Lady, equal in standing to