"Be careful, be careful, the daughter of the sea. Listen, he is shouting. The sea breeze rises, and the heartbreaking words go with the wind and sink to the bottom of the sea."

"The blood melts the waves, in Kalimdo. Who is the sailor fighting for? The hero falls, in Theramore. Because of her departure."

A large number of ship wreckage and corpses floated on the foggy sea, and a small sampan carried Jaina through it.

She had experienced such a scene once. That time, she inherited her father's Admiral's Emblem and the Battleship of the Sea King.

After experiencing it again, Jaina's mind became stronger.

The Kurtilas fleet, destroyed by the tribe, failed to shake her will. Because she had inherited the will of Delin Proudmore, holding the family emblem, she could find the way forward.

The sampan passed through the wreckage of the fleet and came to a port city.

The familiar pier and streets, as well as the towering mage tower, was the Theramore built by Jaina.

From Lordaeron's exile escapes from war, people enjoy a rare peace and build a new home with enthusiasm.

From desolation to prosperity, every brick and tile here is created by Jaina and the people of Theramore. This city has condensed the hard work and sweat of everyone.

Once, Jaina thought she did a great job: she worked hard to maintain peace with the tribe, and fought for years of peaceful development for Theramore, protecting the people's peaceful life. Until that focused rainbow that fell from the sky turned everything into dust.

A large pit was blown out of the central magic tower, and all buildings collapsed in all directions with this center. The city was full of corpses, both men, women, young and old, all fell to death.

The tribe's army took the opportunity to kill in and slaughter all survivors.

Even though he knew it was an illusion of the past, Jaina still couldn't help it, waved her staff and fought against the tribal army with one person's strength. The illusion legion was endless, and the enemies that were coming were getting stronger and stronger.

"Father, you are right, the tribe is not trustworthy at all." Jaina looked at Garrosh who was striding in great force. However, the comment from Secretary-General of Government You Miyin sounded in her ears: "As the head of power, you must at least have a clear understanding of the changes in the surrounding forces. The tribe chief changed from Thrall to Garrosh. For such a big thing, you are indifferent, and your understanding of the tribe is still in the era of Thrall."

"You must understand: there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. For the tribes of the Sar era, the primary goal is to gain a foothold in Kalimdo. Therefore, they will try their best to win over all their enemies and avoid making too many enemies. By the time of Garrosh, Orgrimmar's rule was solid, and the core allies Taurus and Trolls had been tied to the chariot. The next step is naturally to expand the territory and compete for more resources."

"As long as you pay a little attention, you will know that the Horde is expanding its military preparations under Garrosh. If the alert level is increased, why would a Horde airship fly over Theramore and drop bombs?"

Thinking of this, Jaina couldn't help but feel discouraged: "Yes, my father had already reminded me to be careful of the tribe. But I disagreed with his advice, which caused the destruction of Theramore."

She couldn't help but kneel on the ground in pain and completely gave up on resistance.

"Only pure power can bring pure victory!" Garrosh's figure twisted and surged, turning into a hideous monster, swinging the battle axe and slashing down.

Jaina fell down in response.

...

However, this is not a normal world, but a virtual illusion transformed by the weak water of the Styx. Jaina soon stood up again with blood on her face. Her skin was shriveled and her clothes were torn, but her momentum was erect.

A group of ice-blue runes suddenly appeared on the staff, and the cold air overflowed. The temperature around it dropped sharply, so that the moisture in the air condensed into ice in a short period of time, suspended to form a white patch.

All the warriors of the tribe were frozen by the extremely cold frost and could not move for a moment.

"The power itself is not terrible, what is terrible is its master!" Jaina waved the war and shouted in a strange tone, "Get up! Theramore's people, avenge the tribe!"

The ice element and the undispersed souls of Theramo, forming ice soul structures. These new structures wear the armor of the Theramo Guards, possess the dual attributes of elements and undead, and are almost impossible to be killed by conventional attacks.

They will not roar, but only silently wave their sharp blades to vent their revenge rage to the warriors of the tribe!

The battle started again, and at this moment, the power and glory of the tribe were smashed into pieces in the roar of the resurrected souls in countless ice. The army that invaded Theramore was defeated.

Jaina's rune staff nailed Garrosh to the ground like a spear.

After killing the enemy with his hands, Jaina stood in a daze, looking around and fell into a dead battlefield.

Although revenge is pleasant, it cannot restore Theramore to its original state. The ground is broken and ruins, and the revenge dead souls linger in it, just like the ghost realm on earth.

"If I could get back Theramore, I would rather not take revenge." Jaina said sadly.

You Miyin's calm voice sounded again in his ears: "To be honest, you are not a qualified leader. Your biggest shortcoming is that you are emotional and do things based on your own likes and dislikes. This is true for Alsace, in Theramore, and in Dalaran, the same is true for taking over Ronin's rule over Dalaran."

"Dalaran has his own interests. If you take charge of Dalaran, you only regard it as a tool to avenge the tribe, and you will naturally be expelled in the end."

"Now, you have inherited the position of Admiral Kurtiras, and before you are two completely different paths: should you follow the heart of revenge and lead Kurtiras to vent hatred to the tribe; or should you choose rationality, and everything is only for the interests of Kurtiras. Both choices must fight against the tribe, but the fundamental purpose is completely different. Will you make a choice?"

Jaina raised the shaped pendant on her chest and prayed deeply. The white light shone on the pendant, illuminating two paths in the mist in front of her: a bloody revenge path leading to Orgrimmar, and a silver guardian path leading to Kultilas.

"Father, the taste of revenge is not sweet!"

The surrounding scenes change, and the alliance and the tribe join forces to attack Orgrimmar and kill Garrosh to merge.

Another Gianna faced the tribe with severe internal friction and encouraged King Wa to take the opportunity to start a war.

However, Thrall made a quick decision and gave up the opportunity to become a chieftain, and elected Woking as the chieftain. Only by evaluating this trick can one see the political wisdom: First, letting Woking take over is to correct the mistakes of the orthodox tribe of Garrosh and reunite the tribe. Second, the orcs suffered the greatest losses in the civil war, and their strength was no longer enough to suppress other tribe forces, and they had to retreat to the second line to recuperate.

King Wa walked up in awesome way and saw the united tribe, and knew that there was no advantage to take. In Orgrima away against the reunite tribe, there was really little chance of winning.

So, he decisively withdrew his troops after leaving a lot of harsh words.

At that time, Jaina didn't understand the game between the two sides at all, until You Miyin explained the joints to her.

Now, after re-experienced this situation, Jaina felt even deeper. Does King Va have no enemies with the tribe? On the contrary, he is as deep as the tribe: the tribe killed his father, captured Stormwind City, and forced the young Varian to exile for several years.

But Varian, known for his courage, was not blinded by hatred when making decisions, but was cautious and considering various factors. He never fought a battle without confidence unless he had to fight.

Jaina held the shaped pendant and murmured: "Father, you are wrong. The taste of revenge is not wonderful. You should not be blinded by hatred, but like Varian. What Kurtilas needs is an admiral who defends his home."

A faint ghost shadow who had been silently following her nodded with relief, turning into a wisp of smoke and dust to disappear.

?The pendant burst out with a brighter light, illuminating the way ahead. Jaina's eyes were firm and she walked forward. The surging water elemental power surged on her body, and even the weak water of the Styx was disturbed.

The illusion disappeared, and Jaina found herself still by the Styx.

A group of ice-dead souls in the armor of Theramo came out from the Styx and gathered in front of her.
Chapter completed!