"It's more than that, little one! I can see that you have a lot of talent, at least when it comes to making bandages, hahahaha! ”

Varna quipped, but she wanted to distract him, because the witch doctor saw the sadness in the little troll's heart.

"A talent for making bandages? Does this help the tribe? ”

Tooth was clearly drawn to Varna's words, he had never been a confident little guy.

Although everyone said he was talented, and even a powerful Shadowhunter like Narro chose him as his successor, the little troll still felt that he could not contribute as much as he could.

"It's very useful, a skilled hand in making bandages on the battlefield is directly worth half a witch doctor."

Varna acknowledged Yaya's question, she smiled and patted the little troll's head lightly, and the other little ones began to practice in earnest.

"Varna, what are the results of your investigation in the cave?"

Just as Varna was practicing bandage-making with the seven little trolls, a muffled voice came from outside the tent, audible from an orc.

"You go on, I'll go out for a while."

Varna heard the question from outside, put down the big cloth bag in her hand, explained to the little ones, and got out of the tent.

"Nirul, I'm going to study it with you, go to your tent!"

Outside the tent was an orc in a short cloth robe, with dull yellow-green skin, short brown hair sticking to his head, and heavy dark circles under his eyes that could not stop the brilliance in his eyes.

This is the leader of the Fireblade Clan, a tribal warlock who has lived in the Shadow Rift for a long time.

He seems to be very interested in the Flame Rift, and is always wandering in the cave, not knowing what he is studying all day?

Recently, Nirul has begun to ask for help from the tribe's witch doctors and shamans, asking them to send people to explore the Flame Rift, but they don't say what they are looking for, which seems very mysterious.

"Varna, did you find anything?"

Nirul was the first to enter his tent, a place that seemed too empty, and at a glance the only clan totems hanging from the animal skins that lay on the ground were the ones hanging from the tent.

The totem pattern of the Fireblade Clan is a long blade with fire, which is very representative, but the pattern in the Nirul tent is not the usual color, but is a little darker.

"The creatures in the Flame Rift have been a bit irritable lately, and some elemental creatures have appeared, which is unusual."

As a witch doctor, Varna communicates with nature like a shaman, and senses the power of the elements, so she can easily spot elemental creatures when she goes deep into the Rift.

"Nope! These don't really matter, I want to know something else, something to do with the shadows. ”

Nirul asked again, apparently uninterested in Varna's exploration of the creatures in the cave.

"That's exactly what I want to tell you, I feel a wave of shadow energy in the depths of the rift, and that's not a good sign."

Varna answered Nirul's question as she gazed at the fire blade totem pattern hanging from the tent, and she always felt that something was wrong!

"Shadow energy fluctuations? By the way, this is it, it seems that I feel right, there are things carrying shadow energy in the depths of this rift. ”

Nirul muttered to himself after hearing Varna's words, and then took out the parchment scroll he had brought with him and looked at it away from the witch doctor's gaze.

Varna was still staring at the Fireblade Totem, trying to figure out why she felt something was wrong.

"Varna, are you there?"

A shout from outside the tent woke both of them from their thoughts, and Varna quickly turned and walked out of the tent, and Niruel hurriedly put away her parchment.

"Drachdog?!"

Varna stepped out of Nirul's tent and froze in surprise.

A Forsaken in a dark black robe greeted Varna, with long, striking green hair and a blood-red glow in his eyes that matched the blood-red mask that covered his mouth and nose.

"How are you? Aren't you sweeping the front lines of the demons of the Alliance forces and the Burning Legion? When did Orgrimmar come? ”

The one who stunned Varna was the legendary hero of the tribe, the Forsaken Warlock who belonged to the Royal Elite Guard under Queen Sylvanas of the Undercity, Drachdog.

He is a combat artist with shadows and fire at his fingertips, a pure killing machine, the glory of the horde, and the nightmare of his enemies......

"Can't I come to meet an old friend? Hahahaha! ”

This legendary hero is feared by enemies on the battlefield, but he doesn't seem to be a serious guy on weekdays.

"Don't laugh, according to your current situation, how can you have so much free time to come back to see old friends?"

Varna wouldn't be fooled by the powerful Forsaken Warlock in front of her, after all, when they studied shadow spells together, they had already seen through what kind of guy he was.

"Oh! Debunked, Zachlam, what should I do? ”

Drachdoge looked a little depressed, tilted his head to look to the side, and asked in a strange tone.

It was then that Varna noticed that following Drachdog's side was a Cerberus twice the size of a normal wolf......

"Oh my God!"

Varna was shocked again, even though a warlock could summon and control low-level demons using dark contract magic, it was the first time she had seen such a huge Cerberus!

The big dog whined, as if in response to its master's words, not much different from the wolf-domesticated by orcs.

"As for it? It's not like you haven't seen a Cerberus! ”

Drachdogr seemed to move back to Ishei, teasing Varna, after all, the troll witch doctor in front of him was also a very talented being for shadow magic.

"Don't mention it! I am now the witch doctor of the tribe. I don't want to get too close to these magic-sucking monsters......"

Varna didn't waste her talents, even witch doctors learn and master shadow magic, which helped her grow into a powerful witch doctor.

"There's a summoning circle here, right? I remember there should be. ”

Drachdogr looked around, trying to find the summoning circle that once existed in the Shadow Rift from his memory.

It's just that this place has changed a long time ago, and it's a little difficult to find it with the memories of the past.

"What are you looking for to summon the circle? Drachdog, tell me the truth, what the hell are you here for? ”

Varna knew that Drachdogr must have some reason to come to Orgrimmar from the front, otherwise the latter's current role in the Horde army would not have been able to easily let him leave the battlefield.

"I have been ordered by Queen Sylvanas to summon important people back to Orgrimmar at this point in time, using the summoning circle to summon important people back to Orgrimmar......"