Surviving a great disaster was bound to bring blessings.
After his narrow escape, Dak'uru kept feeling a faint power growing inside him.
Dak'uru told Talanji about this strange sensation, and she explained that it was a beneficial effect of Salu'ya transferring life force to him.
Dak'uru was delighted. Something this good could actually happen?
This way of gaining power was almost absurdly straightforward.
But Talanji soon brought Dak'uru back to reality, stopping him from indulging in more daydreams.
The mojo of a Loa was an exceptionally powerful form of life force. Ordinary trolls simply could not assimilate such potent energy.
Dak'uru had only been able to merge with this power through sheer coincidence.
In a sense, Dak'uru had a natural affinity for Salu'ya's mojo, which was why he could absorb a portion of that power.
In short, when Salu'ya's mojo entered Dak'uru's body, another form of energy had neutralized it.
After hearing Talanji's explanation, Dak'uru's enthusiasm faded considerably.
Good fortune really did not fall from the sky. To grow stronger, he still had to rely on training.
Fortunately, Dak'uru now possessed the constitution of a Chosen One. He had received Oracle Salu'ya's approval and could establish a connection with the Oracle.
The trolls heading south crossed Grizzly Hills and arrived in Howling Fjord.
Dak'uru led the Drakkari forces in seizing every merchant ship belonging to the humans settled in Howling Fjord. But there were far too few human ships, so the troops continued west and seized another dozen or so vessels from the Vrykul.
Once preparations were complete, the Drakkari tribe sailed south, setting out for the Zandalari Empire.
After half a month at sea, Dak'uru and his nearly thousand Drakkari tribespeople arrived in Zuldazar.
Despite having lived in Zul'Drak for decades, Dak'uru had never seen such a magnificent troll