Tyrion's voice became cold:

"For this alone, they should thank me for my kindness, and believe me, this time, those orcs will cooperate obediently, because we have an offer they can't refuse... The Dark Portal has been reopened, plug

Lunt, ask Grokush to tell Mother Gaiaan that if she still cares about the future of those young orcs, she should seriously consider cooperating with us."

"The dark door has opened?"

There was a hint of surprise in Serent's hollow voice: "Will those orcs come back? Are we going to prepare for war?"

"They have taken root in Azeroth. Life in the new world is much better than Draenor...and even if they come back, we can drive them back!"

Lord Darkblade smiled and waved his hand to call back the death knell of the undead dragon that was hovering in the sky. He jumped on the back of the undead dragon, pulled up the reins, and said to Serent:

"Remember what I said, after I come back, I hope to see new progress in Oakington!"

"Where are you going? Boss."

Serent looked at the take-off Death Knell. He stretched out his hand to suppress his blown hair and shouted loudly: "Do you need me to send some people to protect you?"

"Let your knights prepare for war, Serent... don't be too immersed in the memories of the past, and then keep an eye on Auchindoun for me. Once the order is given, you must rush to Hellfire Peninsula as quickly as possible.

..."

Tyrion waved towards Serent:
Chapter completed!