Khadgar looked back at the portal leading home to Azeroth. If it stayed open, the magical shockwave of Draenor’s destruction would travel through the rift and incinerate their home world as well.
When the rift reopened, a new kind of terror spilled into the Black Morass. These weren't just soldiers; they were desperate scavengers led by the brutal . Warcraft 2: Beyond the Dark Portal
The Alliance Expedition pushed deep into the heart of the Shadowmoon Valley. They fought through the twisted citadels of the Fel Horde, racing against Ner'zhul's ritual. But they were too late. At the Black Temple, Ner'zhul channeled the stolen artifacts, tearing dozens of new rifts into the reality of Draenor. The planet began to shudder. The sky cracked like glass. Khadgar looked back at the portal leading home to Azeroth
Deep within the red, dying world of , the Orc shaman Ner'zhul clutched his staff with trembling hands. He didn't care for Azeroth anymore; he wanted escape. To flee the dying soil of his home, he needed artifacts of immense power: the Scepter of Sargeras, the Book of Medivh, and the Eye of Dalaran. These weren't just soldiers; they were desperate scavengers
The Second War had ended with the shattering of the Dark Portal, but for , the silence was louder than the drums of war. He knew the rift between worlds wasn't truly closed—it was a wound that refused to scab.