“Remember, you’re a creature bred for straight battle now.” Says Brumah as you plod through the forest. You are grateful that the group the night elves engage first is not your own, Kaledoei ambushes are legendary for their lethality. Instead a large number of orcs off your left flank are hit first and their death screams are a call to battle for all those who creep through the forest. Soon the sound of clashing swords is all around you and you join a battle at your masters side.
Brumah fearlessly engages the nearest Kaledorei in melee, and she is soon twirling and spinning, her axe felling Alliance left and right, splitting them open with mighty swings. Three night elf sentinels surround her as around you horde and alliance die on one another’s blades.
