"Malkorok! You're back." Pale from excessive blood loss, Malkorok instantly recognized him and spoke with immense delight.
Garrosh turned around. Though his appearance had not changed at all, his once razor-sharp presence had settled into something steadier. He said to Malkorok, "Malkorok, lend me your battle axe."
When Garrosh had gone to the Wandering Isle, Gorehowl had temporarily been taken by Rend. The battle axes on the Wandering Isle did not suit Garrosh's grip at all, so he had no choice but to use a staff. Now, facing a powerful enemy like Commander Salyis, although he did not have Gorehowl in hand, Malkorok's Arcanite axe would suffice.
"Take it!" Malkorok laughed as he threw the Arcanite axe to Garrosh. He had already prepared himself to perish alongside Domination Point, but Garrosh had come. That alone was enough to change everything.
Garrosh took the Arcanite axe in hand, feeling its weight and sharpness. Then an incomparably powerful blood-red rage burst from him as he charged toward Commander Salyis.
Commander Salyis did not know Garrosh. Having been sent flying by a single blow earlier, he had assumed it was only because he had been careless. Furious, he charged forward again.
On the first strike, Commander Salyis was suppressed by Garrosh's overwhelming strength and staggered back without pause.
On the second strike, Commander Salyis's arms went numb, and his weapon nearly flew from his grip. He finally understood the gap between himself and Garrosh, and the urge to retreat arose within him!
On the third strike, Garrosh unleashed a standard leaping cleave. His tyrannical power directly split Commander Salyis's epic-grade weapon apart. The Arcanite axe then carried its remaining force onward, carving an enormous wound across Commander Salyis's chest.
Seeing Commander Salyis injured, the other saurok roared and rushed at Garrosh. Yet no