Three days later, near the Lordaeron coast …
Thrall: It’s been three days, and this … prophet has yet to show himself. I hope I’m not making a huge mistake by trusting him.
Grunt: Warchief, the clans are assembling as you ordered, but it will take them some time to reach us.
Thrall: Then we must prepare this camp immediately. I want my warriors to have food and proper lodgings when they arrive.
Grunt: Yes, Warchief.
Thrall: Warrior, has there been any word from Grom Hellscream? He and the Warsong Clan were supposed to have been here by now.
Grunt: No, Warchief. We haven’t heard from Hellscream in some time.
Thrall: Damn it, Grom. Where the hell are you?
Captain (Alliance): You orcs are in violation of the Alliance Internment Act! We’ve already captured one of your leaders. If you surrender now, we’ll spare your lives.
Grunt: Warchief, they say they’ve captured one of our leaders! Maybe they’re referring to Grom?
Thrall: I hope not. But if they have captured Hellscream, I’ll make them regret it! Lok-Tar Ogar! Come, my warriors! We must drive the humans back!
After infiltrating the Human Village, the orcs open some cages.
NEW UNIT ACQUIRED
Grunt: Warchief, we’ve found where they are holding Grom, but the area is protected by three guard towers.
Thrall: Then destroy them, Hellscream must be freed!
Thrall: Grom, are you alright?
Grom Hellscream: I’m fine, little brother. Luckily they only injured my pride.
Thrall: Great, ‘cause we’re getting out of here now. We’re leaving the human lands for good.
Grom Hellscream: Finally. Follow me. I have an idea. Ha, ha! We can set sail on the humans’ own ships.
Thrall: Perfect. But we’ll need to wait for the rest of the Horde—
Grunt: The Horde is assembled, Warchief. We await only your command.
As the ships sail off the coast of Arathi Highlands, a shadowy figure spies from the cliffs.
The Prophet: Now go, young Thrall. Sail west to the lands of Kalimdor. It is there that you will find your destiny. It is there that your people’s salvation will be assured.