The Dark Portal - Warcraft 2: Beyond

"We have to close it from this side," Khadgar said, his voice heavy with the weight of exile.

"The world is breaking!" Turalyon shouted over the roar of the collapsing dimensions. Warcraft 2: Beyond the Dark Portal

The Second War had ended with the shattering of the Dark Portal, but for , the silence was louder than the drums of war. He knew the rift between worlds wasn't truly closed—it was a wound that refused to scab. "We have to close it from this side,"

They emerged into a nightmare. Draenor was a jagged wasteland of bone-colored rock and blood-red skies. He knew the rift between worlds wasn't truly

Deep within the red, dying world of , the Orc shaman Ner'zhul clutched his staff with trembling hands. He didn't care for Azeroth anymore; he wanted escape. To flee the dying soil of his home, he needed artifacts of immense power: the Scepter of Sargeras, the Book of Medivh, and the Eye of Dalaran.

Khadgar looked back at the portal leading home to Azeroth. If it stayed open, the magical shockwave of Draenor’s destruction would travel through the rift and incinerate their home world as well.

"They aren't invading," Khadgar realized, looking over the charred remains of a Nethergarde outpost. "They’re stealing."