Seeing the Frostborn Dwarf king grumbling, Patrick offered a hint. "Do you know of others with better living conditions?"
"Of course I do. The great king of the Frostborn Dwarves knows everything. You should go to Loch Modan instead. The climate there is mild and suited to you." Jorgr Stormheart was startled by the words that had suddenly appeared in his mind. "Damn it, where is Loch Modan?"
Sure enough, his personality had not changed at all. He was just as Patrick remembered.
"We need to go to Ulduar and destroy a final enemy. This mastermind controls the Iron Dwarves and Iron Giants here. To settle this once and for all, my friends and I need to wipe them out completely."
Jorgr was shocked. "The mastermind controlling the Iron Dwarves and Iron Giants is in the Storm Peaks? In that complex to the north?"
"That's right. That's exactly why we're here. I need to deal with them for good." Patrick's smile faded, his expression turning serious. "If possible, I hope you can tell us its precise location."
"Well... we aren't sure either." The old Dwarf's expression changed. "But in all the Storm Peaks, the buildings in the northeast are the only place we Frostborn Dwarves haven't visited. Presumably, that's your destination."
"Then thank you for your help." Patrick turned to leave with Illidan and the others.
"Tall friend, please wait." Jorgr Stormheart called out urgently. "The Iron Dwarves and Iron Giants are a problem we Frostborn Dwarves need to solve too." The old Dwarf suddenly looked a little embarrassed. "Well, could you let us take part too?"
The Frostborn Dwarves had had their sights on Ulduar for a long time, but they could neither break through the Iron Dwarves' blockade nor cross that cliff.
"You?" Patrick looked the Dwarf up