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The Ten-Hour War

The Opening of Ahn'Qiraj

*Gong*

“The nerve-racking silence that followed the banging of the large gong was agonising. We all held different expectations of what would come. All we knew, was that we would soon be embattled in the fiercest fight we’d ever witnessed. It would be a brawl for the future of Azeroth. Only one could come out victorious. We looked at the grimy, panic-stricken faces of the men, who stood beside us. An amalgamated force of humans, orc, trolls, elves, tauren, yes, even stinky undeads made up the combined arms, which were to turn the tide of history. Few had expected that we could put aside our rivalries and fight a common enemy. Even fewer thought that the fragile alliance would last until the end of the conflict. Men eyed one another, knowing that as his blade struck at a Qiraji foe, a Forsaken rogue might stab him in the back.
Yet this, this is all we had. It had to do. There was no alternative to ward off the destruction of Kalimdor.”

*A sudden gasp of wind brings the desert alive. Suddenly, the arid land of Silithus came alive and large sandstorms swept over the ruins, blinding the men gathered at the gates of this wretched temple*


“Hold the line, lads! This will be our day! For King Wrynn, for Cenarius, for the Light and for all you hold dear, do not falter this day! Ready your arms and brace yourselves. This day will be…”

*The Lord Commander’s next words were utterly muffled by the sound of thousands upon thousands of legs creeping in from everywhere. East, West, North, below. Nowhere was safe. It had begun.*

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