Sunlight greets Thrall and his companions as they escape the underground lair and make their way back to the surface.

Sea Witch: Land-dwellers! You have slaughtered my minions and defiled my sanctuary!  Now, you will be drowned by the wrath of the tides!

Thrall: You’ll have no more sacrifices today, witch!  Go back to the depths where you belong!

Sea Witch: Very well, your choice is made!  The air you breath now will be your last!

Thrall: At last!  We’ve reached our landing site!

Raider: Warchief!  While you were gone, the nearby volcano erupted!  This entire island has begun to sink!

Thrall: How long to repair the ships?

Raider: The repairs are nearly done, Warchief.

Thrall: Then finish them quickly!  We’re about to have company!  Defend the ships at all costs!

Hold the Line
– Survive for 20 minutes

Thrall must defend the base from the Sea Witch and her Murloc warriors until the Human ship repairs are finished.

Troll Headhunter: Hey, where the others go, they go with you.

Island Trolls
– Rescue the Trolls for reinforcements

The Trolls who remained scattered across the island will surely perish unless you bring them to safety before time runs out.

Troll Witch Doctor – You may now build Troll Witch Doctors from the Spirit Lodge.

Troll Headhunter 1: You will get away of the island?

Troll Headhunter 2: This island be sinking quick! We come with you, mon.

Sea Witch: Your efforts are futile land-dwellers.  The darkness of the deeps is all that awaits you.

Thrall: Your Witch can not protect you now! (ROAR!)

Grunt: We still need more time to finish the repairs, Warchief.

Hold the Line
– 10 Minutes until ship repairs are finished

Sea Witch: soon by the tides. Prepare for the sea’s cold embrace.

Grunt: It won’t be much time longer, Warchief.  The ships are nearly ready.

Hold the Line
– 5 minutes until ship repairs are finished

Sea Witch: Yes. At last the end draws near. Your deaths are only the beginning. Soon, all land-dwellers will be entombed in a watery grave.

Thrall: Hold the line my warriors. Our freedom is at hand.

Hold the Line

Sea Witch: Sail on, Land-dwellers.  Flee!  The Dark Tide is coming to swallow you all, and once it begins, there will be nowhere to hide!

Thrall: I don’t know exactly what the witch was talking about, but I do know that our destiny lies elsewhere. For now, we set sail for Kalimdor.  That is where our future will unfold.

– Horde
– Underworld Minions