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(SCREAMS)
Medivh?
- We need fresh eyes. - I have news.
Look at you.
I blamed him for it for years.
Thank you.
You know the penalty.
Charge!
KING LLANE: All seek our protection, yet none trust us enough to tell us anything.
I know you see what the Kirin Tor cannot.
10 for the Redridge Mountains, 10 more to protect the city.
MALE ORC 3: Kill them all!
(SCREECHING)
Do you wish to challenge me, little chieftain?
Just wonder who's left to fight.
- (BLEATING) - Sorry.
- His power. - (GROANING)
(ORC SCREAMING)
(INDISTINCT CLAMORING)
The time of the Horde.
I want that weapon.
Where is the Guardian?
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
Respect our tradition, Warchief.
This is just a warband.
You did well today.
When I was younger, I used to feel apart from my kin.
No one can.
We're done.
Gul'Dan does not want to waste his power on the Frostwolves.
The fuel for my magic is life.
And from darkness... light
At least for the time being, anyhow.
In my entire life,
But there isn't. This is suicide.
When we arrive,
(GROANING)
Alvin
Is this him?
(GARONA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
Who's the boy downstairs?
I was.
(MUFFLED SHOUTING)
Armed giants, wolves to carry them.
You would be injured.
You don't think it's strange that we lost our home when Gul'Dan came to power?
You are my sister first.
Chop-chop.
I don't know. It's never done that before.
But I've cooled down now.
The Horde has no use for weakness.
through the snow.
(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
What was that?
(SOFTLY) Medivh.
Fine.
It pollutes the user, twisting everything it touches.
(IN ENGLISH) Hey! Kid, wake up!
Laughing Skull, Blackrock.
The suddenness of this meeting.
WESTFALL WOMAN: Let me go!
My parents gave me to the Kirin Tor when I was six years old.
He is a great warrior.
You take care of Medivh.
A son?
(BOTH LAUGH)
Get on.
GARONA: The Great Gate.
ELF DELEGATE: Where is he?
Bookworm. Take the first watch.
What is Alodi?
Many things have changed.
Get some ideas what you're going to do with the place once it's yours?
and from darkness,
And the orcs that remain?
BLACKHAND: We need them alive!
Light.
I am no human either.
You have allowed the small-teeth to kill your warriors.
I didn't want to come here.
ORC 6: We will not!
Thank you, Moroes.
No one