"You're thinking heavy thoughts," Khadgar commented, nudging him in the arm.

"Only about the future and what it may bring," Turalyon replied.

"No one knows the future," his friend said, though a strange look crossed his face. "Though I suspect we have not seen the last of the Horde or its world."

"I hope you are wrong," Turalyon told him. "But if you are right, we will be here waiting for them when they return. And we will drive them back again, just as we did this time. This world is ours, and by the Holy Light we will keep it safe, now and forever."

The mage laughed. "A noble statement, good Turalyon," he teased. "Perhaps that is what they will carve on your statue, when the time comes."

"A statue?" Turalyon laughed. "What could either of us possibly do to earn statues?"

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

As always, massive thanks go to Chris for starting the tide and to Marco for controlling it. I'd also like to thank Evelyn for her sharp eyes and kind words. Most importantly I'd like to thank the World of Warcraft fans, without whom Lothar and Orgrim and the others would have no one to tell their tale.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

AARON ROSENBERG is originally from New Jersey and New York. He returned to New York City in 1996 after stints in New Orleans and Kansas. He has taught college—level English and worked in corporate graphics and book publishing.

Aaron has written novels for Star Trek, StarCraft, Warcraft, Warhammer, and Exalted. He also writes role—playing games and has worked on the Star Trek, WarCraft, and Warhammer games. He writes educational books as well.

Aaron lives in New York City with his family. For more information about his writing you can visit him online at www.rosenbergbooks.com.