What's better than one scantily-clad giant glowy chick with wings and a sword?

Well TWO scantily-clad giant glowy chicks with wings and swords, DUH!

A while back Fordring found these two chicks running a chainsaw repair shop / beauty parlor out in the Plaguelands.  Seeing as how chicks who run chainsaw repair shop / beauty parlor combos usually make great arena combatants, he hired them on so they'd beat the collective asses of raids who came to find new & shiny clothes.

 And beat collective asses they did, for a bit.  Then out of the blue our raid solidified, exactly like when jello turns all hard and starts to catch bullets in its teeth.

Inconspicuously missing from the picture are Dwarr and some other people not named "Dwarr" who you can't see because they went AFK.  Bummer.

After this Garrosh got all mouthy, and nothing good happens when spectators get mouthy.  I think Echo was about to toss a lightning bolt into his fat face when the shoddily-constructed arena fell apart on us.  Friggin' undead contractors every time.

Of course, we blamed Whargoul for all of it.