Hearing Izzy's persuasion, Durotan's breathing immediately became heavy, and he grabbed Izzy by the collar, picked up Izzy, and roared angrily:

"I don't need anyone to remind me what Draka wants! Draka wants to live! She wants to see our children grow up! She... She..."

As he spoke, Durotan let go of Izzy, and as if he had lost his support, he collapsed on his knees, clutching his collar with one hand, as if he wanted to roar, but his mouth was open, but as if he could not breathe, he only let out a few cries of grief-stricken sorrow.

Izzy looked sadly at this old friend who seemed to have run out of tears and cries, and his heart was full of guilt.

All tragedies have a starting point, and Izzy happens to know that the starting point of the tragedy that happened to Durotan may lie in a decision he made inadvertently.

A few months ago, when Izzy and Gromash were leading their fleet on an expedition to Lordaeron, they had come across a merchant fleet of Kurtilas.

At that time, Grommash advised Izzy to destroy the fleet immediately, but Izzy chose to ignore them because he did not want to make an expedition against Lordaeron.

Now that I think about it, if I had followed Grommash's advice at that time, wiped out the merchant fleet, let the tribe have the information about the steel giant, and spread it to the kingdom of Kurtilas a little later, maybe this tragedy would not have happened.

"It's all my fault!, it's all because of my negligence, it's all because of my negligence, it's all because of my incompetence, it's all my fault that Guyle and Gaiara lost their mother!!"

Durotan suddenly wailed with remorse, but Izzy felt as if he had been drunk on the head, and inexplicably realized that the two of them were just two pigs.

"What the hell are we thinking? All the misfortunes are forcibly inflicted on us by the enemy, and here we rush to admit our mistakes and repent. ”

Izzy crouched down, grabbed Durotan by the shoulder, looked him in the eye, and spoke:

"Don't think so, Durontan, everything is the sin of the enemy, don't let those misfortunes drag down your will, don't let those tragedies hurt your family, your children, turn grief into strength, avenge Draka!"

Izzy saw Durotan's desperate eyes gradually revived, and his heart burned with revenge, but he didn't want his friend's life to just sink into hatred, so he continued:

"When you finish the vengeance roar, you will continue with this grief and raise your children until one day your life comes to an end. ”

"Maybe by then, you'll be reunited with Draka, and you'll have to tell her that you've not only made the enemy pay her blood debt, but you've raised your children into proud orcs!"

Durotan listened to Izzy's words, his eyes gradually regained their brightness, and became bright, and the originally overflowing eyes of revenge gradually gave a glimmer of hope.

"You're right, Izzy, I must avenge Draka, I must raise Guyle and Gaiara so that Drakka can be proud of them!

Izzy watched with relief as Durotan regained his strength, and he yelled at the sky as if he were talking to Draqa, and then he suddenly took a deep breath and let out a long howl.

"May the Patriarchs hear his voice and guide you to reunite with the spirits of the Ancestors, Draka. ”

Izzy prayed like this, but suddenly an inspiration occurred in his heart, and he began to try to use the knowledge and ability of his elemental spirit, using himself as a bridge, or a signal tower, to spread Durotan's will, hoping to get a response from a specific soul.

In Draenor, elemental spirits can communicate with ancestral spirits, as Izzy has been able to do since he first ascent Mount Voshugu.

But this time, this is the first time he has tried to use his own power to establish a connection between the living and the dead.

In addition, the birth of the Ancestral Spirit is closely related to Naru, and in Azeroth without Naru, whether Drakar will be able to become an Ancestral Spirit, Izzy has no way of knowing, so he is not sure whether the spirit summoning will succeed.

As usual, Izzy felt that if he didn't try, the possibility would be zero, and if he tried, maybe Draka's soul was by Durontan's side at this time.

At this time, just a few seconds had passed, and Durotan's long howl was about to end, and Izzy, who was contemplating and casting spells, still did not sense any ancestral spirits coming.

"Isn't it possible?"

Izzy was frustrated that the spell had not succeeded, but he remained silent on the surface, knowing that he could not let Durotan know the cruel truth.

If Durotan had known that he would not be able to reunite with Draka even after his death, he would have been devastated.

This may sound superstitious, but for the orcs, reuniting with the spirits of their ancestors after death is just as much a part of life as birth, old age, sickness and death.

Now that the last link is gone, Izzy doesn't know how to get everyone orcs to accept this fact.

It was at this time that Durotan's long howl ended, and Izzy was ready to interrupt the spirit summoning spell.

But as soon as he was angry at the thought of interrupting the spell, he suddenly sensed something, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the newly built dock in surprise.

A familiar orc appeared in the form of a spirit in Izzy's elemental perception, she smiled, nodded at Itch to express her gratitude, and then walked up to Durotan and looked at him quietly.

Izzy looked at this picture, and was just about to go up to tell Durotan that his partner had "returned", but Izzy immediately realized that the other party didn't seem to need to tell him anything.

Durotan was already staring at Draka's soul with tears streaming down his face.

"Durotan can see the spirits of the ancestors?"

Izzy was a little surprised to find out about this fact, but suddenly saw Draka look at him, and he immediately left the campfire camp with a sense of humor, leaving a little room for the two of them.

The night was long, but Izzy knew it was too short for them.

With the first rays of the morning sun, Durotan walked out of the campfire camp, although his face was stained with tears, but Izzy looked at this old friend, but he was very clearly aware of his change, Izzy couldn't help but sigh:

"Sure enough, the bell must be tied to the bell, and the calm and wise Frostwolf Chief came back overnight. ”