"Of course," Anduin reassures, gently. He knows all too well the terror of being abducted, being made a pawn in someone else's game.

The rest of this, though. It troubles him, more than he can rightly say.

"This has been a fairly regular occurrence, then," Anduin says, not exactly a question. He supposes he is not exactly surprised. These people, they are a superstitious bunch. The question is whether the sacrifices really did make any difference, or whether they just think it did.

"But you said the mountain does not want the sacrifices anymore?"