[The details about the numerous forces attacking Azeroth and why so many mortals are at war, is so convoluted at this point that I'd have a more enjoying time explaining exactly how magic works. Tip: It just does.]

He took a moment to turn his golden-white gaze to his elf companion, then looked back to the dog in front of him. [Demon god, huh? Guess we have our level of 'your world is screwed beyond belief' in common.]