"Haha, I, Grom, have a son!"
Grom nodded, "That's right, he's waiting for you back in Nagrand, you haven't forgotten the way home, have you?"
Parallel timeline Grom listened silently for a moment, "I'll go find him after this battle."
Unlike the scene with two Groms recognizing their father, Warchief Thrall and Harbinger Thrall's meeting was much more subdued.
Without any idle words, the two immediately started fighting in coordination. One summoned a tornado that swept a group of players together, and the other unleashed a dazzling chain of lightning that exploded them all, the electrifying effect causing the damage to erupt instantly.
Harbinger Thrall's eyes lit up: "Doomhammer? Orgrim passed the position of Warchief to you?"
"That's right." Warchief Thrall replied, looking surprised at the Wind King's Divine Sword in Harbinger Thrall's hand, "It seems you didn't inherit the Warchief's title, but you've experienced a lot, haven't you?"
