Even the Titan-forged sheltering dozens of kilometers away could faintly hear the screams coming from beneath Ulduar.
Hearing the intermittent screams, the Titan-forged soon guessed who they belonged to.
Anyone capable of making such a loud noise had to be Yogg-Saron, the Old God sealed underground.
The Storm Peaks region, where Ulduar stood, was far from a normal environment.
It was winter here all year round.
And blizzards dominated the weather almost every day.
At that moment, howling winds and heavy snow were ravaging this disaster-stricken region.
Only a sufficiently loud sound could travel dozens of kilometers here.
It made perfect sense for that monster, supposedly possessed of a thousand mouths, to send his voice all the way over here.
The Titan-forged all understood the principle that more mouths meant more noise.
But there was something the Titan-forged did not know.
The cage their masters had built was what played the biggest role.
After Ulthalesh's tinkering, a horn-shaped opening had appeared at the top of the cage.
When Yogg-Saron's screams came out of the cage, this flared opening amplified them considerably.
Thus, the Titan-forged around Ulduar, along with the creatures that could withstand the bitter cold, had the privilege of listening to screams for half a month straight.
Yogg-Saron's ability to last so long had to do with Xal'atath deliberately going easy on him.
Killing Yogg-Saron quickly would have let that foul-mouthed monster off far too lightly!
Tormenting him slowly, making him suffer a mental collapse amid endless pain.
That was the best way to deal with him!
Once Yogg-Saron's mind had completely collapsed, he would be an idiot even if he had a chance to revive.
Countless Titan-forged busily excavated the ruins of Ulduar, searching for materials they could still use.
They planned to rebuild the laboratories and study