"Then who are you?" Patrick did not answer directly.
"You may call me Anub'serhan. I was once the king of the kingdom of Azjol-Nerub." Anub'serhan's tone did not fluctuate at all. "The Lich King destroyed my nation. I came to wipe them out."
"Azjol-Nerub? The king of the spider kingdom?" Patrick was still puzzled. "Isn't their king Anub'arak?"
"Decades ago, I withdrew into the Weaving Realm to seek a future for the kingdom and passed the throne to my brother, Anub'arak. When I saw images of Azjol-Nerub's destruction in the World's Weaving, I returned immediately, only to find a kingdom already shattered. The Lich King and his Scourge will pay for this."
Patrick stopped beating around the bush and got straight to the point. At the same time, he had Alleria put away Thori'dal. He had to show some goodwill, at least. "Then how will we cooperate going forward?"
Anub'serhan would be a valuable addition to their fighting strength and would spare a great many Coalition soldiers from death or injury. As for what help he could offer the Arcane Pact, that would have to be explored gradually.
"Although you have all but wiped out the Scourge forces here, the Lich King's reinforcements will arrive very soon. They may catch you off guard."
Anub'serhan's voice was loud, and there were quite a few powerful fighters among the Coalition Forces. Naturally, they all heard him.
"The Lich King has more reinforcements? When will they arrive?"
The first to ask was naturally Tirion Fordring. He was the leader of this Northern Expedition. If the entire expeditionary army was wiped out on Icecrown Glacier, then even setting aside Azeroth's future, the Kingdom of Lordaeron would be beyond saving.
"Soon, I suppose. The World's Weaving told me that those thieves used my people's designs