Nicanor looked up, surprised. He wondered who the strange boy was..
Meanwhile, Nahar ran to his horse and grabbed his own axe, 'Cut', then he joined up with the other Ayan'renai, they were waiting for orders.
''Nahar, who are we attacking actually?'' one of them asked while riding forward to him.
''Murlocs, I heard, sir!'' he muttered. ''With the General on our side, we'll smash them! This is the final battle, and then we shall destroy the reign of the Shadow Trolls and cleanse our world.'' he said while grinning.
OOC: Sol, we don't actually start the fighting yet because Flat and Arthas ain't here, only preparations.