In this interlude The Pit LordMannoroth together with the DreadlordTichondrius is spilling his blood into the pool wishing the orcs will drink it, causing their minds belong to demons again.
Mannoroth - Ashenvale forest. After ten thousand years, I still recognized this cursed place! This is the vale of our ancient enemy, the night elves' demigod, Cenarius.
Mannoroth - I would relish the chance to face him again in combat, but he is crafty and rarely appears in the open.
Tichondrius - Fateful as it sounds, your pet orcs have recently despoiled these forestlands and incurred his wrath. Lord Archimonde and I believe that the orcs are capable of killing Cenarius for us.
Mannoroth - They would have little chance against Cenarius. If memory serves, his powers were quite formidable.
Tichondrius - Yes, but so are yours. The blood pact that you made with the orcs long ago still binds them to you. You need only recharge their energies.
Mannoroth - Just what are you suggesting, dreadlord?
Tichondrius - Spill your blood into this pool. Its corruption will lure the orcs to it, and once they've tasted your blood again, they will be unstoppable!