Black Morass, the Stormreaver Clan's main encampment.
"That lord's" orders had already been passed down to the various clans, and the Horde's army could set out at any moment.
Yet Gul'dan, chieftain of the Stormreaver Clan, had summoned his confidants-the innermost members of the Shadow Council-to his tent.
Talongor, Cho'gall, Giselda... these most powerful warlocks of the Horde had not appeared on the front lines, where the army was about to march, but had suddenly appeared at the very rear instead. It was indeed very surprising.
"My lord, are we going to...?" Talongor, Gul'dan's most trusted apprentice, asked tentatively.
"Sit down and listen to my orders!" Gul'dan commanded coldly.
He had already prepared a place for each warlock... Talongor could easily recognize that this was preparation for a powerful magic circle.
Was Gul'dan planning to sacrifice us all? That was Talongor's first thought.
Impossible... these core members of the Shadow Council are practically the only orcs Gul'dan can trust. If he sacrifices them all, won't he be left completely alone in the Horde?
Dismissing that thought, Talongor immediately went to the place Gul'dan had prepared for him.
All the while, Gul'dan's eyes remained fixed on the crystal ball before him.
Gul'dan did not like demons.
What he actually liked was power!
Especially after Kil'jaeden had betrayed him once...
Kil'jaeden had once promised Gul'dan that if he slaughtered every last Draenei on Draenor, he would grant him immense power. Gul'dan had carried out Kil'jaeden's orders to perfection, yet the Burning Legion's "Deceiver" had broken his word.
Yes, after witnessing Shattrath City's destruction and the near extinction of the Draenei, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver had left Draenor without leaving Gul'dan anything...
Except for a Horde already consumed by bloodlust and madness, and a planet polluted beyond recovery.
In fact, the Horde had