Put that way, everyone strongly agreed. High Overlord Saurfang said simply, "Then let's fight. We have no other choice. Since we've already come this far, how can we face the people who trust us if we don't try to deal with the threat ourselves?"
Everyone fell silent, but Fandral Staghelm added, "We need to assemble an elite allied force. The Old Gods' control over souls is extremely overbearing. Ordinary soldiers cannot withstand combat of this intensity. We must personally form this strike team against the Old God."
Everyone agreed unanimously, and High Overlord Saurfang continued, "For this battle, we can only be certain if we personally go deep into the Ahn'Qiraj Empire. The Qiraji's Twin Emperors have already been eliminated, and their army has collapsed. As soon as those bugs are cleared out, we can enter the Ahn'Qiraj Empire."
"As an Old God, no estimate of his strength is too high to be understandable. Everyone must remain fully alert and guard against the Old God's whispers and mental attacks," Patrick offered his own advice.
In Patrick's memories, had there been any shortage of people in Azeroth affected by the Old Gods? Mind control, corrupting whispers, and deceptive illusions were all their specialties. Before the battle began, he at least had to warn everyone, lest further complications arise when they faced C'Thun.
The meeting concluded with the decision to disperse the army to clear out the Qiraji in Ahn'Qiraj, leaving the commanders to recover from their injuries in peace in the meantime. Once most of the clearing was done, they would gather elite forces from across the continent, storm the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, and face C'Thun directly.
In the Silithus Great Desert, the heat seemed eternally unchanging. Not a trace of vegetation could be seen on the ground. A perfectly