Jaina teleported to Dalaran.
Dalaran the same: a paradise for Orcs and a scourge for humans.
Inside Violet Citadel, a magnificent building funded by the blood and sweat of countless people, Jaina met with Rhonin alone.
"Rhonin, you have to help me."
Jaina wept uncontrollably, her shoulders trembling, and she couldn't help but throw herself into Rhonin's arms.
Rhonin looked dejected. Although he still harbored illusions about Jaina, he knew the situation was dire.
"Jaina, I know everything, but Dalaran can't help you. Even the Guardian Aegwynn is probably no match for Lei Shen's strength, let alone the fact that Lei Shen isn't alone. Dalaran has to face the entire Mogu."
Jaina, her eyes red from crying, said in despair:
"I know Lei Shen's power, and I know the Mogu's power is immense, but I really have no other choice. Please help me."
Rhonin complained, "Kalecgos may be the Aspect of the Blue, but he was too careless. He actually listened to Vol'jin's sweet talk. How could he possibly go to a place like Orgrimmar? A wise man should stay away from petty people, especially treacherous and cruel Orcs."
Considering that Dalaran not free from the clutches of the Orcs, and Thrall and Garrosh practically treated Dalaran like Dining Hall, Rhonin blushed, feeling he had no right to criticize Kalecgos.
Rhonin, supporting Jaina's shoulder, pondered for a long while before asking, "Jaina, do you think Kalecgos can persuade the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza?"
Jaina shook her head helplessly. "I haven't seen Kalec. He probably feels ashamed and is too embarrassed to face me."
The affectionate nickname "Kalec" annoyed Rhonin, and he wanted to shove Jaina away, but then he felt it would be too cruel.
After struggling for a while, Rhonin sighed:
"Alright, Jaina, actually dealing with Lei Shen isn't difficult. It's all about stalling. You make grand preparations for war, and when necessary, send a few adventurers to cover it up, giving the media something to report. Once people lose interest, the matter will fade away, and nobody will care anymore. The creatures of Azeroth are very good at forgetting."
Jaina's eyes lit up. After careful consideration, she realized that Rhonin's method was indeed quite good.
Actually, this wasn't a particularly clever plan; it was all Jaina's fault for losing her composure.
"But you must be careful of the Orcs."
Rhonin looked directly into Jaina's beautiful eyes and said, "Garrosh is incredibly cunning. He can't handle Lei Shen himself, so Theramore is no match for Lei Shen either. His real target is Theramore. With Aegwynn the Guardian gone, Theramore is in danger."
Jaina's eyes widened in panic as she realized that the challenge Aegwynn had referred to was actually the fight against the Orcs.
When the Orcs first arrived in Kalimdor, they faced numerous difficulties, especially the harassment from the Night Elf race. It was Jaina who mediated between them and sent countless Alliance soldiers to help Orgrimmar overcome the crisis.
After the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the Night Elves' strength was greatly reduced. The Orcs, in alliance with the Darkspear Trolls, enslaved the Tauren and Pandaren, gradually establishing themselves. Theramore thus lost its purpose, and Jaina became a thorn in their side, a menace that had to be eliminated.
Actually, this had nothing to do with Garrosh; it was due to the circumstances. Thrall would have done the same.
"What should I do?" Jaina panicked again.
Rhonin gritted his teeth, as if making an incredibly difficult decision, and after a long while, he said:
"Jaina, you know I've been maneuvering between Thrall and Garrosh, those two Orcs, making sure neither dares offend me, and always ready to help. But if Theramore is in trouble, I'll break ties with Garrosh, Dalaran officially go to war with Orgrimmar."
"Rhonin, you are truly my confidant." Jaina was so moved she couldn't speak.
It's important to understand that while Dalaran is not weak, Dalaran Mages have always been terrified of Orcs. Rhonin only managed to survive by playing both sides. If he offends Orgrimmar for Jaina's sake, Dalaran could be destroyed at any moment.
Rhonin felt a pang of sadness; after all he had done, he was only a confidant.
Jaina wiped away her tears and said softly, "I'm relieved to have your promise. I can still unite with other forces. I have many friends in the Alliance, but unfortunately, Kul Tiras..."
Jaina was filled with remorse; she shouldn't have given up everything for the Orcs. This was the price of youth.
"Yes, resisting the Orcs is the most important thing. I'll return to Theramore immediately to prepare." Jaina's confidence surged, and she regained her spirits.
Back in Theramore, Jaina gathered her thoughts and prepared to write a letter seeking help.
When Jaina picked up the quill, she realized that she hadn't actually built up many connections and had offended too many Alliance for the sake of the Orcs.
Jaina, clutching her hair and racking her brains, could only offer a glimmer of hope as she appealed for help from the various races of the Alliance.
This includes King Varian of Stormwind City, King Magni Bronzebeard of Ironforge, Malfurion and Tyrande of Darnassus, High Tinker Mekkatorque the Gnome, Genn Greymane the Wolf King, and Prophet Velen of Exodar.
With a try-it-and-see attitude, Jaina wrote letters to Baine Bloodhoof, Sylvanas, Lor'themar Theron, Tirion Fordring, and others.
Then, Jaina recalled some personal relationships, some of whom had once coveted her beauty and were now in positions of power. Jaina wrote to each of them, pleading for their help.
Several days passed, Jaina, following Rhonin's instructions, began grand preparations for the war against the Mogu. Countless war materials were being moved back and forth at Theramore docks, creating a full-fledged war posture. At the same time, Jaina continuously delivered speeches, expounding her unwavering belief in victory.
Meanwhile, Jaina was nearly driven mad upon receiving the reply.
The Alliance's reply arrived quickly. King Varian subtly stated that Garrosh was kind and friendly, that Azeroth was the greatest Orcs, and that they would never invade Theramore.
King Magni Bronzebeard stated bluntly that he did not want to become a second Daelin.
The werewolf king Genn Greymane, seemed to be the most sincere, stating that the Humans was now living under the roof of others and was having a very difficult time.
If Theramore can provide a place to stay, the Worgen are willing to help Theramore fight against the Orcs. However, Jaina has a history of betraying her father, so Jaina needs to marry King Greymane as a sign of sincerity.
Jaina gritted her teeth in anger and cursed Greymane as shameless.
Greymane was not the only one who coveted Jaina's beauty and took the opportunity to make unreasonable demands.
In contrast to the Alliance's unreasonable demands, the Horde's reply was highly confrontational.
Baine Bloodhoof was extremely polite, emphasizing that he would only obey the orders of Warchief Garrosh.
Lor'themar Theron replied, offering to spar with Jaina at the gates of Theramore.
Sylvanas readily agreed, stating her willingness to help Garrosh take Jaina's head and transform her into a Lich mage.
Tirion Fordring went even further, declaring that the Argent Crusade would forever remain loyal to the great Warchief Garrosh.
Sitting amidst a pile of replies, Jaina was trembling with rage and didn't sleep for a day and a night.
In a daze, she seemed to see her father waving to her affectionately.
Jaina suddenly regained consciousness, her mind exceptionally clear. She devised a desperate plan, her beautiful eyes flashing with malice:
"Since you have been unkind to me, then don't blame me for being ruthless. If Theramore cannot be saved, no one will live."