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The great gate.

Deep in ground and through

magic brought us here.

But how did you learn our language?

Orc take prisoner for the gate.

- I learn from them.

- Prisoners?

Our people?

Are they alive?

Yes.

- Many.

- Why?

To feed the gate.

To bring the Horde

to take your world.

You'll take us to them.

No.

You'll take us to them or you will

end up like your friend in the cage.

You think you are fearsome.

Orc children have pets

more fearsome than you.

We're not trying to be fearsome, Garona.

We are trying to protect

our people, our families.

If you help us.

I give you my oath.

You will have your freedom.

Fearsome Blackhand.

Warchief of the Horde.

You have allowed the smallteeths

to kill your warriors.

Worse.

You shamed your people

by running from an enemy.

Are you too weak

to talk, destroyer?

The Horde has no use for weakness.

Respect our tradition, warchief.

You know the penalty.

Death.

Done.

- You dare interrupt this judgment?

- We fought hard!

Their warlock use

your fel against us.

Only I can control the fel!

I see you and

your men have survived.

Perhaps Blackhand kept you

safely away from the battlefield.

Maybe he knows you are weak too.

Do you wish to challenge me,

little chieftain.

I do not question, Gul'dan.

But the fel is born of death,

must have a price.

A price paid in lives taken.

Will you hold your son?

He will be a great chieftain.

Like his father,

a born leader.

I was no leader today.

He challenges you already.

If Gul'dan can infect

born as innocent as he.

What chance do

the rest of us have?

Whatever happens.

Whatever happens.

I see you.

This gate,

who showed it to Gul'dan?

Who lead him to Azeroth?

Gul'dan call him a demon.

Did you see it?

Not the face,

but the voice...

Like fire and ash.

I'll be here if you need me.

Your mate.

I could kill you before

he even reaches me.

Lothar?

He is my brother.

The king is my mate.

You are the chieftain's wife then?

I suppose so.

Then killing you will bring

me even greater honor.

Not among my kind.

It is a cold night.

I thought you might use these.

It will warm you.

More of our villages burned tonight.

One of them is

the village of my birth.

I can not imagine what horrors

you have been through, Garona.

But this does not

need to happen.

We have peace in these lands

for many years now.

Peace between races

from all over the world.

What is this?

I can have it removed.

There is a life here for you, Garona.

With us.

A life of freedom.

If you want it.

The great gate.

From light comes darkness

and from darkness, light.

Well, that's clear.

Ask Alodi.

Alodi.

Ahh.

It's good to see trees again.

And the snow.

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