Warcraft 2: Beyond The Dark Portal -

"They aren't invading," Khadgar realized, looking over the charred remains of a Nethergarde outpost. "They’re stealing."

"The world is breaking!" Turalyon shouted over the roar of the collapsing dimensions. Warcraft 2: Beyond the Dark Portal

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. "They aren't invading," Khadgar realized, looking over the

They emerged into a nightmare. Draenor was a jagged wasteland of bone-colored rock and blood-red skies. He didn't care for Azeroth anymore; he wanted escape

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.

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.