If victory had been achieved, that would have been one thing, but to actually lose was unacceptable.
He could tolerate the departure of the Frostwolf Clan because Durotan was his friend, but who did Kilrogg think he was...
As he was contemplating how to punish Kilrogg enough to make him realize his place without causing disloyalty, Gul'dan walked in.
"Ah, Warchief, what's wrong? Has something happened?" Gul'dan asked with feigned surprise.
Watching Gul'dan's pretend concern, Orgrim's eyes flashed with a hint of disgust.
"Hmph, it's nothing much, just that Kilrogg, that waste of space, ran into a little trouble in Stranglethorn Vale — how is the construction of the Demonic Altar going?"
