Rend knew that Azeroth was sleeping within Azeroth, but he had never considered what would happen once Azeroth awakened.
Every Titan had been born from a world-soul nurtured by a planet. Yet to this day, there had been no word of the planets the Titans of the Pantheon had once been, nor had any races they had personally nurtured while they were planets appeared among the Pantheon's servants.
The only planet that still remained after its Titan awakened was Argus, the homeworld of the Draenei.
Although Argus still existed, it was terribly shattered. Its surface bore enormous wounds and cracks deep enough to tear the planet apart. The Titan world-soul Argus had most likely shed its shell and emerged from the largest wound on the planet.
Titans were born from the essence and energy within a planet, like chicks hatching from eggs. Once a Titan awakened, all the egg white and yolk would be absorbed. In other words, all the energy inside the planet would vanish. Setting aside the terrible damage the awakening of a world-soul might inflict upon the planet itself, once its core energy disappeared... that planet would become a dead world...
Without its original core energy source, a planet could no longer sustain life. It would soon become a barren wasteland where not a blade of grass could grow.
At that moment, Rend seemed to understand why his elder cousin Deathwing had fallen. Not to mention how much pain the awakening of the world-soul and the tearing of the land would inflict upon the Earth-Warder, who was bound to Azeroth itself—once the world-soul awakened and Azeroth was left without its core, it would ultimately become a dead world. What meaning would there be in his guardianship then?
After learning all this, Rend could not help but draw