Leaving the tavern, Mo Fei walked on the main streets of Stormwind City, feeling suddenly so much lighter without the pressure from Deathwing and the whispers of the Old Gods.
The atmosphere of war in Stormwind City was very thick. Having not returned for several days, the Horde was now at the city's gates.
King Llane had issued seven summoning orders in a row. A large number of civilians were armed and pulled into the barracks. Of course, the main force was still the Adventurers since they could be resurrected. Various war bounty posters slowly filled up the bulletin boards.
Everywhere there were groups of three or five, or teams of dozens of Adventurers, doing all kinds of scouting, burning camps, and killing a few mission tasks for the war.
Back in his room in the Royal Palace, Mo Fei couldn't wait to take inventory of his loot from this trip.
There were as many as seven Dragon Hearts—what a thrill, especially since two of them were from Lords.
