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What choice did we have?
and be trained by the most powerful mages in the land.
You left your mate.
You took it alone?
There was always meat, always life.
FEMALE ORC: Burn them!
Keep fighting.
My lords.
are the people themselves.
(GROANS)
The black rock, when the sun is highest.
You leave the Fel to me.
I just don't remember.
A born leader.
Orc world is dead.
Dad.
CALLAN: Dad.
What is it?
DRAKA: He will be a great chieftain.
So, if you'd just come and open this gate...
But the Fel is born of death.
(ORCS GRUNT)
But only you know what Gul'Dan has planned for my people.
Can you hide your fat belly?
MALE ORC 5: She's getting away!
- Where the hell have you been? - The Kirin Tor.
Gul'Dan!
But Llane, he believed in you.
The king is my mate.
We are not powerful enough to defeat Gul'Dan.
[Wailing]
Yes.
Do have an expass felx on 395 express lanes
Survive.
Green magic takes life to open the gate.
They have seen what is being built.
For you to mention it in the same breath as the Dark Portal
Back off!
Get to the prisoners.
They wouldn't follow him if they could see what he has become.
I can have it removed.
Show me your eyes.
But not now.
(SCREECHING)
So then I tried to show the Guardian, but he became furious.
I saw the Fel in his eyes.
- It is not. - Could be.
It is a cold night.
What is his name?
Can it be done, Medivh?
Why?
Coincidence.
That doesn't change my plan.
No.
- DELEGATE: Fight your own wars! - LOTHAR: Your Majesty.
He's here.
is too much to be mere...
Your Grace.
Sounds like a trap.
Does it not remind you of something?
It will be a mighty warband.
Or you'll end up like your friend in the cage.
You come back and accuse the Guardian...
GUL'DAN: Stop!
(GARONA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
If you do this, you will lose the Horde.
If you want it.
Who will obey you?
Don't trust him.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What if he is?
we will take them as fuel!
LORDAERIAN DELEGATE: Take as long as you like.
No.
Respect the old ways.
In Azeroth?
If I submit...
SERGEANT: Fall back!
Have a good look around?
You are the son of Durotan and Draka,
KHADGAR: The Fel.
来客？
Guardian?
You dare bring that wachook into my warband?
Burned all my research.
Or what that evil green magic, the Fel, had done to us.
Protect our camp!
I suggest we take a recess.
Commander.
We need solutions!
Anduin believes we should attack with full force.