The Orc Wolf Rider had already been on guard when his Worg gave its threatening warning. But he could not see how many enemies were on the other side of the smoke, so he did not dare charge in to attack. He could only stay where he was and wait, ready for trouble.
Yet when he saw a humanoid beast clad in iron armor emerge from the thick white smoke ahead, he still froze involuntarily for a moment.
It was the first time the Orc Wolf Rider had seen such an armored humanoid beast. He had never encountered anything like it on Draenor.
But the Orc Wolf Rider quickly recovered. Who cares what it is! Anything that shows up here at a time like this can't be good! It must be one of the High Elf Rangers' battle pets, just like the mountain lions and owls.
The Orc Wolf Rider felt there was no need to worry about what it was. He would fight it first. Better yet, he would kill it. Once it was dead, wouldn't he find out what it was?
The Orc Wolf Rider stared at the exquisite armor on the humanoid monster. These High Elves really are extravagant! They even outfit their pets with such fine, beautiful plate armor. And that stuff looks far from cheap. It must be high-grade equipment.
But this armored monster was enormous, nearly a head taller than he was and much broader. The Orc Wolf Rider had little confidence that he could win a head-on clash.
Still, he was not too worried about being unable to kill this strange creature. Orc Wolf Riders had their own ways of dealing with foes wrapped in iron shells. He released his sword hilt, held his mount's reins in one hand, and quietly reached for