Garona Halforcen ran for her life across the muddy ground of the Black Morass, her expression somewhat bewildered and her eyes filled with tears!
Even now, Garona did not quite understand why that strange voice had appeared in her mind, or why she had obeyed its commands.
It had been a strange voice, full of authority and ruthlessness, inspiring fear deep in Garona's heart and leaving her unable to resist... Heeding its call, she had drawn the short blade hidden in her leather boot, and then that horrific scene in Stormwind Keep had unfolded.
Garona had actually liked the human king, Llane Wrynn, very much. He was different from the orcs of the Horde. None of the orcs had ever thought much of Garona; they had even given her the insulting nickname "Halforcen" (which meant something like "mongrel"). King Llane was different. He was kind, gentle, and gentlemanly... He had also given Garona something she had never had before: respect!
Garona was heartbroken, both over King Llane's death and over having nowhere to call home.
The humans could never accept her again. In their eyes, she was a murderer. As for the Horde, Garona had no feelings for it at all...
"Who's there!"
A loud shout startled Garona out of her sorrow... She remembered that she was now in the Black Morass, an area controlled by the Horde.
Three orcs approached. They appeared to be responsible for patrolling this area...
"I am Garona, the half-orc," Garona roared, feigning fury. "I serve Gul'dan, Gul'dan of the Stormreaver Clan. You should know that!"
Few orcs thought much of Garona, but just as few dared oppose Gul'dan... So whenever Garona mentioned Gul'dan's name, those orcs would usually flee in fear.
But today... something seemed different!
At the name Gul'dan, the orcs' expressions suddenly