This chapter has finally been revised. Now that the edits are done, I'm going to sleep. I'm dead tired and barely managed to finish writing it.
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A sensation. If Rex's arrival had caused a sensation in Honor Hold three days ago, then three days later, it had caused a sensation among all the humans-no, the dwarves and high elves had to be counted too.
Everyone who had been part of the original expeditionary force was stirred by the news.
After fifteen years, they had finally made contact with Azeroth again. Everyone was thrilled.
Danath was one such example. Over the past few days, Rex had chatted with him repeatedly, and their conversations had shown Rex that Danath was a man who was good at communicating.
Rex kept that thought to himself, however. If he voiced it, others would surely laugh, because everyone in Honor Hold knew that Danath disliked conversation. He wore a stern expression all day and offered the same few remarks to everyone he met.
That gave Danath considerable authority in Honor Hold.
In just three days, the news had spread to every Alliance force in Outland. Rex was rather surprised by that.
Their communications in Outland were not slow at all.
A group was making its way toward Honor Hold. These were people from other regions, such as Khadgar, who were delighted by Rex's arrival.
It was not merely because his arrival had given them hope of returning home. It had also reminded them that they were not lost souls stranded in a foreign land. They still belonged to something. Especially now, when they needed