"Ner'zhul!"
Jazba Soulrender strode into the Shadowmoon Clan's village, his gray eyes sweeping over everything around him.
Behind him stood another Orc, his figure slightly more slender.
Both Orcs were concealed beneath black hoods.
The Orcs of the Shadowmoon Clan poked their heads out of their huts, only to draw back as the two intruders swept fierce gazes over them.
"We need to talk to you, Ner'zhul!" the Death Knight shouted.
Jazba Soulrender was one of the few Orcs who had escaped back to Draenor through the Dark Portal when the Horde had suffered defeat.
"I don't know who you are, and I don't much care. But you've trespassed on the Shadowmoon Clan's territory!" A tall Orcs Warrior appeared before Jazba and roared, "Either get out now, or die here!"
Jazba turned his head, a trace of darkness flashing in the corner of his eyes. "Stay back, Orc. I want to speak to Ner'zhul, your chieftain! Tell him that Jazba Soulrender, formerly of the Shadow Council, has come to see him!"
As he spoke, Jazba removed his hood, revealing a head as ghastly as a corpse's.
"You're... a Death Knight?" The Orcs Warrior's face quickly twisted with disgust, exposing two tusks. Summoning his courage, he said with a measure of hostility, "You don't look as powerful as I imagined..."
"Is that so?" Jazba waved a hand, a savage smile spreading across his face.
Several figures like him appeared behind him and walked over to stand beside the two Death Knights.
They were all Death Knights, Horde Death Knights who had fled Azeroth through the Dark Portal!
"Now, bring your leader here at once," Jazba growled, "or your arrogance will earn you a horrible death."
The Orc drew a deep breath and said, "I can tell you in no uncertain terms