Hell Scream followed Emperor Shenwu out of the royal tent and came to the square outside.
The place had been empty, but now it was full of people.
Groups of Centaur executioners had surrounded the area tightly, and a Tauren, securely bound, was being escorted over by a flock of Centaur warriors.
Hell Scream had never seen such a towering Tauren before, standing over three and a half meters tall, his muscles sculpted with the appearance of ancient strength and grandeur, solid and tough as rock. He wore an elaborate feathered headdress, his pale beard braided into whips hanging down from his cheeks. Both his horns were broken, and he bore the look of someone who had survived many hardships.
With two totem poles strapped to his back, he stood there like a mountain, commanding respect.
Emperor Shenwu seemed very familiar with the Tauren before him.
Emperor Shenwu (Imperial Khan), "Cain Bloodhoof, it's been a long time. After the battle at River Fury, we finally meet again."
