Anduin glared at Velen, Garrosh, seeing their expressions, knew it was probably true and sneered:
"Prophet Velen, it seems I should thank you properly."
Velen, slightly smug, said ingratiatingly, "Warchief, it's what I should do."
Garrosh toyed with his sharp dagger. "Very well, from today onwards, I will only eat Anduin."
Anduin's face was ashen, while Velen's eyes lit up with hope, as if he had seen freedom.
Garrosh grinned maliciously:
"And you, Prophet Velen, will become my plaything. I will torture you by any means necessary for my amusement. As long as I am imprisoned here, I will torture you every single day."
"No, no, Warchief, spare me!" Velen trembled with fear.
Garrosh walked in step by step, and soon Velen's screams, unlike those of the Draenei, echoed from inside the cell.
The trial of Garrosh quickly reached a stalemate. Even as Kairoz produced more and more false evidence, and even evidence that the Iron Horde founded by Garrosh had defeated the Void Lords' invasion, the diehards, led by Vol'jin, refused to concede and insisted that Garrosh was guilty.
The two sides got into a pointless argument, even blaming and hurling insults at each other.
Baine wanted to mediate and expedite Garrosh's trial, but to no avail.
Inside the cell where Garrosh was imprisoned, Velen's screams grew fainter and fainter. According to the jailer, Velen was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
After the trial concluded that day, both sides were exhausted and hoarse from arguing.
Kairoz walked toward the cell where Garrosh was imprisoned, with Wrathion following silently behind.
"Why are you following me?" Kairoz was very impatient; the constant commotion over the past few days had gradually eroded his patience.
Wrathion said solemnly, "I have something to tell you: dragons can fly. Never lose the ability to fly."
"That's baffling." Kairoz didn't understand.
Fortunately, Wrathion left after saying those words, allowing Kairoz to begin his plan smoothly.
Kairoz did not approach Garrosh's cell. He knew that Garrosh was being guarded by another Bronze Dragonflight, Chromie in his Gnome form, an incredibly troublesome fellow.
Chromie did not participate in the trial of Garrosh and disdained to expose the false evidence provided by Kairoz, but that does not mean that Chromie is easy to deal with.
Kairoz believed that as long as Chromie remained at the Temple of the White Tiger, Garrosh would not be able to escape.
Therefore, Kairoz needs help.
Kairoz went to the room where Velen and Anduin resting.
The Prophet Velen lay half-reclined in the corner, his usually clean and tidy hair and beard now a mess, covered in grime, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, chuckling foolishly. His once bright eyes had lost their luster, like the eyes of a dead fish.
"What's wrong with him?" Kairoz asked, knowing the answer already.
Anduin gloated:
"After Garrosh ripped out his heart the other day, he became like this, a senile and foolish Velen. It should be a good thing for the Draenei."
Kairoz shrugged, a worried look on his face. "This isn't what I want. I need a sober Velen."
Anduin ate his dinner, he smiled faintly and said, "The Holy Light can heal physical wounds, but it's useless against mental trauma. I was torn apart by Garrosh, and although it was extremely painful, seeing Velen suffer made me feel a little better for some reason. If it weren't for Velen, I probably would have gone mad too."
"Do you regret it? Or rather, Garrosh?" Kairoz asked.
Anduin a moment. "You are Bronze Dragonflight who controls time, knowing the past and the future, so I won't hide it from you. I hate Garrosh, I wish I could tear him to pieces, but I don't regret it. This is my choice. Aunt Jaina once told me that to achieve success, one must pay a price beyond that of ordinary people."
Kairoz chuckled. "The Orcs who devoured Jaina is now a guest at the Temple of the White Tiger."
Anduin gaze. "We have no choice. Don't talk about resistance; that's just foolish. Even someone as powerful as the Lich King Arthas met his end."
Kairoz gave him an approving look. "To see things so clearly at such a young age is truly remarkable. Many young people are easily swayed by passion, yet they don't know who they're fighting for. By the time they realize they've made a fool of themselves, they've already become withered bones on the Battlefield."
Anduin humbly replied, "I wouldn't call myself outstanding; I'm just living for myself."
Kairoz sat down opposite Anduin and remained silent for a long while before saying, "Vol'jin refuses to compromise and insists that Garrosh is guilty. This trial will drag on for five years, maybe ten. Nobody can say for sure. Anduin, you certainly don't want to waste your life in a prison cell."
Anduin anticipated this, asked without surprise, "Do you need my help?"
"Tomorrow, I will arrange for you to testify in court, and Garrosh will also defend himself. I need your Power of the Holy Light," Kairoz said decisively.
Anduin frowned and asked, "You want to rescue Garrosh?"
Kairoz shook his head.
Anduin's eyes widened, his gaze filled with confusion.
Kairoz approached the grinning Velen, placed his right hand on his head, and after a long while said:
"Just as I suspected, Anduin, you probably don't know this, but humans usually have more than one personality. For example, you have a dual personality, with two personalities taking turns managing your body, and you are completely unaware of the existence of the other personality."
Anduin baffled. After thinking about it carefully for a while, he finally showed a look of horror.
Kairoz pointed at Velen and said, "The Draenei have an extremely long lifespan, almost immortal. The reason Velen has been able to live for tens of thousands of years is because he has more than three thousand personalities in his subconscious. During his long interstellar wanderings, Velen lost more than two thousand of his personalities."
Anduin secretly calculated. "That means Velen still has one-third of his lifespan left."
Kairoz shook his head. "If the Draenei can settle down and stay away from war and suffering, their personalities will multiply and their numbers will increase."
Anduin had never heard of such a thing before, and stared at Velen as if he were a monster.
Kairoz whispered, "This personality has gone mad. As long as we awaken another personality, Velen can regain his senses. Generally, the awakened personality is most similar to the existing personality, so it's difficult for others to notice the change."
Anduin said regretfully, "I thought he was beyond saving. What a pity."
Kairoz placed his right hand on Velen's head and channeled the power of time. Before long, Velen's dim eyes brightened. He was initially puzzled, but soon his eyes shone brightly.
"These are truly painful memories." Velen waved his sleeves, the Power of the Holy Light washing over his entire body, making him clean and spotless again.
Kairoz smiled and said, "Now you can tell me my plan. Tomorrow I will have Wrathion lift your Holy Light restrictions. We Bronze Dragonflight do not intend to interfere with time. The future of Azeroth rests in the hands of the two of you."
Anduin and Velen looked expectantly at Kairoz.
Kairoz said seriously, "I will create an opportunity to kill Garrosh or rescue him. I can guarantee you won't be exposed."
Anduin and Velen exchanged glances, Kairoz earnestly explained:
You have one night to think.