"Honored Lord Doomhammer!" Gul'dan lowered his head and humbly pointed toward the High Elves' position ahead. "There, that is my experimental subject, created using the power within those Elves' Rune Stones!"
He was pointing at the two-headed ogre that had just charged into the High Elves' position.
On Draenor, two-headed ogres were extremely rare; they were larger, stronger, more agile, and more intelligent than their kin!
Without a doubt, two-headed ogres were the finest ogres; Cho'gall was one of them. He had even proven intelligent enough to become a warlock, something unimaginable for ordinary ogres-under Gul'dan's training, of course...
Orgrim Doomhammer narrowed his eyes. The warlock could hardly discern anything in the Warchief's eyes.
When he saw an elven warrior cleave that two-headed ogre in half with a single sword strike, he frowned.
"It seems these things aren't as powerful as you claimed, Gul'dan!"
"He was merely the least successful of my creations, Warchief!" Gul'dan hastily cried.
Then, led by Cho'gall, a large group of two-headed ogres was brought over, numbering around two hundred... Their skin was blue, distinctly different from the yellow of ordinary ogres.
"W-Warchief!"
At the sight of Doomhammer's black armor, the two-headed ogres cried out in unison.
Their language skills seemed somewhat better than those of ordinary ogres, Orgrim mused to himself.
"A simple test!" As Gul'dan spoke, he picked up a withered yellow leaf from the ground and handed it to a two-headed ogre.
The two-headed ogre tossed the leaf into the air, and it turned into a burst of sparks...
"They are all natural spellcasters, Warchief!" Gul'dan said with a smile.
Orgrim nodded. He was fairly satisfied with these creations of Gul'dan's... Orgrim had no objection to experiments on inferior creatures like ogres; but if Gul'dan dared use this sort of magic on Orcs