"First, I am deeply grateful to the Blood Elf forces for the help they have given Garadar during this time." Garrosh recited the lines Jorin had prepared for him. "The Ethereal, demon, and Voidwalker forces in the Spirit Plains and around Oshu'gun are expanding. They may well invade the north, namely Sunspring Watchpost, so I decided to give you all advance notice of this matter."
Alleria smiled, her slender fingers lightly touching the desk before her. As a Ranger Marshal who had spent years among the leadership of Quel'Thalas, she had automatically disregarded Garrosh's opening pleasantries. By the time she heard the rest, she had some idea of why he had come.
Still, Alleria deliberately pretended to guess. "My husband and the others have yet to return. If the demons threaten this place, we will certainly respond. But as for other places, as you know, we have no designs on Nagrand. Those Ethereals are different from the Forge Camps. We have no need to take the initiative and attack them."
Alleria remained unmoved, making her position clear: unless Garrosh explicitly asked the Blood Elves for help, she certainly would not take the initiative to attack. Before they passed through Garadar, Patrick had already told them about the relationship between the Mag'har Orcs here and the Horde, and that offering them some help in advance could only be beneficial. It was precisely because Alleria had considered this that she had not simply declared outright that the Mag'har Orcs' affairs had nothing to do with the Blood Elves.
As members of the Horde's future Young Guard, Garrosh, Dranosh, and Jorin—especially Dranosh Saurfang—were typical Gengzhi Orcs. That was not to say he was stupid or anything of the sort, but rather that he was the kind of person who would certainly never betray