Patrick had ordered the iron giants from Ulduar to return there, leaving only a few Guardians behind. A new plan took shape in his mind.
One could never put all one's eggs in one basket. Azeroth held too many dangers, and without a fallback, Patrick worried that something unexpected might happen, just as it had on this trip to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
N'Zoth had suffered a setback this time, but that might not be the case next time. Even if Patrick would not fall victim, the others did not have Model's power. Besides, destroying Azeroth did not necessarily require controlling Patrick. Those faction leaders, kings, and princes were all good choices.
Patrick's Sunlight City was right in Kun-Lai Summit, so he could return whenever he wanted. The Pandaren's logistical support was impeccable, and with this crisis resolved, they also expressed their intention to give the Coalition Forces a warm welcome. Just as everyone prepared to withdraw from the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, another unexpected development arose.
A familiar figure emerged from Alonsus's armor. The familiar fluctuations of his soul and his power drew the attention of everyone present.
The Warglaives of Azzinoth instantly appeared in Illidan's hands. Kargath Bladefist immediately activated Blood Fury, readying both fist blades to attack. Teron Gorefiend even wrapped his entire body in thick shadow clouds, looking as though he faced a formidable enemy.
"Do you still want to be the Lich King?" Alonsus's voice was icy as he looked at the terrifying face before him. Ner'zhul had suffered endless torture at Kil'jaeden's hands, leaving him looking like a ghoul. In the end, because the blood pact they had made long ago remained binding, Kil'jaeden came up with a better plan to make use of this otherwise worthless pawn.
That was to craft a