From the moment Aggramar descended from the sky, this powerful being had been the most dazzling presence on the battlefield.
His every move had an extraordinary impact on the siege. Especially after Dick and Odyn together proved no match for Aggramar at full strength, the demons' morale almost reached its peak. They waved their weapons in a frenzy and charged into the inner grounds protected by the Krokuun Wall. Between the second and first defensive lines lay a broad plain.
The Iron Burning Legion and some of the Krokuun Broken had originally camped here, but in this cruel, savage war, the Iron Soldiers Dick had brought had long since been spent, leaving the plain deserted. Though the Iron Soldiers had never harbored much resentment about dying in battle, the tragic sight of those silent, valiant giants charging into battle, never to return, had led the Krokuun Broken here, after doubt and silence, to finally choose to fight alongside them.
During this long defensive war, Chieftain Hatuun had personally led Krokuun's Stalkers many times, guided by Infiltrators whose assassination skills had reached the pinnacle, over the Krokuun Wall and into the demons' camps to assassinate their commanders. They, too, had lost many brave warriors. This was probably the first time the Krokuun Tribe had truly mustered the courage to fight the demons head-on after twenty-five thousand years in hiding.
Velen and Dick had promised him a bright future for the Krokuun Tribe, but after fighting for so long, Hatuun felt that dying gloriously on the battlefield like this would not be such a bad thing.
His people had been silent for far too long. He should not stop them from regaining their fighting spirit and courage. They had moved out of their underground caves, and under the Spirits' training, they had