Inside the fiercely burning Orc camp, the Orcs Infantry who had gone utterly mad fought to the very last moment.
None surrendered, and none fled. Every last Orc infantryman died in the camp.
Judged objectively, these Orcs Infantry were undoubtedly warriors worthy of respect.
Reality was cruel, however. They were merely the Burning Legion's lackeys in its invasion of Azeroth.
Even Herad, a compassionate, civilized man, would show no mercy to the green-skinned Orcs who had drunk demon blood.
The green-skinned Orcs had committed so many massacres. It was time they paid a price!
A life for a life-that was only right and proper!
The Small Arcane Golem picked up the damaged adamantite battle axe, then flew into the sky, checked the lay of the Blackrock Mountain Range, and sped toward the pass into the Badlands.
When the Titans tended to the planet Azeroth, they took particular care in reshaping the continent's terrain.
The Titans surrounded every region of the continent with mountains, creating a grid of enclosed areas.
This geography of enclosed regions offered considerable advantages to mortals!
With only a few passes allowing passage, a terrible disaster in one region would not quickly spread across the entire continent.
This made it quite convenient for the Keepers left behind by the Titans to handle emergencies.
In the distant ancient past, the Trolls contracted the terrible Corrupted Blood plague.
The Keepers immediately took action, separating infected Trolls from healthy ones.
Then, while seeking ways to treat the infected Trolls, the Keepers eliminated the source of the Corrupted Blood plague.
That terrible evil god who called himself Blood God Hakkar could no longer enter Azeroth.
That was the benefit of keeping each region enclosed.
If every mortal race on the continent had contracted the Corrupted Blood plague, Azeroth might have had