The Dark Lord amused as he gazed upon his army of dragons. He closed his eyes, savouring that moment of amusement. His moment was cut short when he heard an loud rumble. He opened his eyes to see the Skeleton King, standing with his sword tip on the floor. Next to him was Mogul Kahn, the Axe, his eyes shimmering a faint white.
"What is this mean?" Said Mogul Kahn, soft but with a hint of anger. "The Air Force seems to be your primary army. What has happened to our Land Troops?" The Lich King laughed.
"Patience, orc. You see, with our Air Force so strong and so powerful, they are bound to fight with all they have." The Dark Lord paused, then continued. "That's when you come in. They will give their full attention to the Air Force, and with that you will seize the opportunity to open the onslaughter. Destroy the World Tree." A smile stretched across Mogul Kahn's face.
"I see you art now, great one. I am truely sorry to doubt you."
You better, thought the Lich King.
"To arms! We are ready to go!"
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The Warcraft Chronicles
FanficUntil now, war rages between the Sentinel and the Scourge...
