"Stop, outsiders. You have no idea what you are about to face." A stern rebuke rang out from the sky.
The Golden Lotus's three guardian monks—Rook, the rogue Joe, and the priest Sun—leaped directly down from the air, landing before Alliance High King Varian Wrynn, Fifth Legion Grand Marshal Muradin Bronzebeard, and Gryphon Riders High Lord Kurdran Wildhammer.
Facing the arrival of thirty thousand Golden Lotus guardians, Alliance High King Varian Wrynn arrogantly stepped forward. He swept his disdainful gaze over the crowd before saying, "I know what lies beneath. Pandaren, you fear that immense power because you cannot wield it. Lowly races like yours could never control such power. Pandaren, Orcs, Night Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes... none of you inferior races deserve to possess its might. Only I, the great High King of humanity, can be acknowledged by this power!"
Alliance High King Varian Wrynn's words instantly shocked the Dwarves and Gnomes of the Alliance Fifth Legion. They could not believe that the ally they had always trusted—their High King—had called them inferior races.
"It seems you have lost yourself to the Sha's power. No matter what, we will never let you excavate it!" Seeing how resolute Alliance High King Varian Wrynn was, Rook, Joe, and Sun knew they could no longer stop him through words. Yet they had a duty to fulfill, so they resolved to fight to the death.
Shalamayne rested in Alliance High King Varian Wrynn's hand as he proudly gave the order. "What are you waiting for? Alliance warriors, eliminate them!"
The human warriors of the Stormwind Knights and the Alliance First Legion charged without hesitation. Muradin Bronzebeard and Kurdran Wildhammer, however, stood rooted to the spot in conflict, unsure what they should do.
In the sky, the black dragons carrying the five-person adventuring party had