“Where the hell is he?” he roared in frustration.

          He turned back to the line of draenei corpses behind them as he ran. None of them could possibly be him, could they? Either he was weaker than they thought, or they hadn’t found him yet.

          “He’s not going to just sit there and wait for us to find him, you know,” Sylvanas said.

          “I know, but how many hiding places can you find in a wrecked spacecraft?” Jarigise fumed.

          “Velen probably knows this place better than we ever will. We’ll find him, though. Be sure of that.”

          He nodded. But it was unbelievably angering when he was so close, yet so far.

          Feeling a whoosh by his head, he turned and grabbed the attacker’s chest, forcing him a few yards back with a burst of fire. Sylvanas turned and shot an arrow straight through the guard’s skull, and a dull groan escaped his lips as he fell.

          Two more came forth, one a female wearing robes. She started to cast some sort of spell, but she never had time to finish. Jarigise yelled something in Eredun, and the towering felguard charged forth, smacking her with his shoulder and sending her flying. He pulled out his massive maul and caught her in the chest in midair, crushing her as she hit the ground. Jarigise snapped his fingers, and the second, a male, burst into flames. He waved a bony, rotted finger in front of him, and fire burst from his fingertip and travelled in a wave towards the burning figure. As they met with him, the flames tripled in size, and the draenei fell to his knees before succumbing.

          “Do you think Thrall’s already found him?” Sylvanas asked nonchalantly.

          “Completely possible. Just listen for that war cry of his…”

          “Lok’tar ogar!”

          “There we go.” Jarigise took off running again, Sylvanas and Haaghun behind him.

 

          “Where is he? What happened?”

          Thrall and Vol’jin turned towards the three. “This thing squealed,” the troll said, moving to reveal a beaten, bloody civilian. “He be hiding in the Crystal Hall somewhere.”

          “Helpful. Where in the Crystal Halls?” Jarigise said in common tongue, his hand bursting into flames as he reached for the captive’s neck.

          “I don’t know! Don’t kill me, please, I have a wife and family!”

          “I doubt you do anymore. Speak now, or suffer.”

          “I don’t know! I don’t know! Please, leave me be!”

          “He doesn’t know anything, warlock. You’re beating a dead horse,” Thrall said.

          “Fine.” He clenched his hand into a fist around the coward’s throat, hearing him scream in utter agony and watching the life slowly fade from his eyes. The flames around his hands died, and he let go, letting the limp figure fall. “We’ll find him somewhere in there. He can’t be too hard to find, just look for a huge group of guards.”

          With that, the five charged toward the Hall. Two minutes and ten dead draenei later, they found a small corridor, covered by rubble.

          “Wait,” Jarigise said. He held out his hand, and a green orb materialized. The Eye of Kilrogg flew down the corridor with incredible speed. His vision bound to the eye, the warlock saw a massive gathering of guards, at least fifty of them. A taller figure stood behind them, sitting on the ground, his face showing unending sorrow.

          The eye dissipated. “I need to call the troops. Velen’s in there, heavily guarded.” Before Thrall could react, Jarigise bellowed. “Warriors of the Horde, heed our call! The commander of the draenei has been found! Help us claim victory in the name of the Warchief!”

          Almost immediately, a huge number of voices called out in response, “For the Horde!” The guards charged forward at the five, screaming in anger.

          Sylvanas lifted her bow and fired three arrows, each finding a mark, dropping the wretches nearly instantly. Thrall forced his hand outward, and a bolt of lightning shot from his palm. It struck one draenei, then burst out out and killed four others. Vol’jin snuck behind the group and slashed a guard’s neck, then turned and stabbed another one in the head. Jarigise held his hand to his side, then threw a blast of shadow energy forth, which struck one of the guards in the head. Then he held his hands together in front of him, generating an image of a demonic head, creating black flames that scorched some of the wretches to ashes. Haaghun’s maul hit one draenei’s head so hard it knocked it clean off.

          Then the Horde troops started pouring in. Blades clashed, blood flew, and bodies fell. When it was over, a large group of Horde stood behind Thrall, Vol’jin, Sylvanas and Jarigise. Draenei littered the entire room. Almost the entire room was coated in red. The warlock cackled as they moved forward to Velen, the only one standing between them and the fulfillment of the first phase of his master plot…

FUN FACT TIME:

Finally! I stormed through the beginning boredom as fast as I could, and here we are in the middle of the action, where I'm actually a half-decent writer.

Anyway, with the format I'm going with right now, expect one chapter involving Man'ar and co., and one chapter with Jarigise, unless I have the four meet, in which case it'll throw a wrench in the works.

Jarigise isn't meant to be an overpowered boss-type... yet. I'm keeping away from the real World of Warcraft-style stuff because it obviously makes for bad writing. Setting someone on fire with magical flames should kill them a shitton faster and be a lot more painful than it is in WoW, dammit |:[

I don't know yet if Sylvanas is going to be a major player in the story. I know Thrall and Vol'jin will be little more than bonus muscle for the most part, but they'll be more pivotal toward the end (or Thrall will be, at least - I'm trying to fit Vol'jin in there as well, but it's proving difficult, like a lot of stuff).

"BUT JAR, WHAT ABOUT CAIRNE AND LOR'THEMAR? D:"
Next chapter. I warn you, though, you may not like what I've done... (oh dammit I may as well just come right out with it, that kinda gives it away
oh well no one's gonna read these things
... are they?
D:)