Maiev Shadowsong, the Jailer of the Vault of the Wardens for millennia, is renowned throughout Azeroth for her immense power and ruthless methods.
Although Cordana Felsong was once Khadgar's bodyguard, her personal prestige and strength were insufficient to command respect as the Jailer of the Vault of the Wardens.
The Vault of the Wardens imprisons many Demons of the Burning Legion, as well as a considerable number of Evil creatures native to Azeroth. Although most of them have sided with the Burning Legion and are considered the Betrayer to Azeroth, they still wield considerable power within Azeroth.
When news broke that Maiev and Shadowsong had stepped down the Jailer and been replaced by the relatively unknown Cordana Felsong, Evil minions across Azeroth began to stir, eager to rescue their imprisoned kin or leaders.
Cordana Felsong anticipated that the Vault of the Wardens would face a variety of enemies; Maiev, Shadowsong, could not possibly leave the Night Elf Watchers to her.
Lacking these Elite jailers, Cordana could only secretly make deals with some of the prisoners or the Demons attracted by "Illidan," using coercion to force them to work for her.
This approach is obviously unsustainable; Cordana Felsong simply wants to wait for Illidan to take her away.
However, the troubles of the Vault of the Wardens don't end there.
Archmage Khadgar addressed Dalaran, expressing his outrage at the recent Legion invasion and condemning the Burning Legion's brutality as a declaration of war against Azeroth. He declared that all living beings of Azeroth should not stand idly by but unite with Demon Hunter Illidan to fight against the Burning Legion, which seeks to destroy Azeroth.
Subsequently, the Prophet Velen of Exodar gave a prophecy, claiming that he had seen the Child of Destiny, that only Illidan, Stormrage, could save the Azeroth Continent, and that he would be the Savior Azeroth after Horde, the Warchief of Thrall Warchief.
With the combined support of Khadgar and Velen, Illidan's fame spread throughout Azeroth. Whether people believed him or not was irrelevant; the key was whether the leaders of the Alliance and the Horde would support him, which required clandestine deals.
Khadgar and Velen then used their prestige to call on adventurers to storm the Vault of the Wardens and seek justice for Illidan's ten thousand years of unfair treatment.
However, upon learning that the current the Jailer of the Vault of the Wardens was Cordana Felsong, the two immediately changed their tune, condemning this Evil the Betrayer and claiming that Cordana was colluding with the Burning Legion and was a spy sent by Gul'dan.
From then on, the Vault of the Wardens were never at peace. Not only were they harassed by various Evil forces, but also by a large number of adventurers who had a legitimate reason to attack them. Cordana Felsong felt that she was alone and isolated, and that her situation was precarious.
Robbie disguises himself as an ordinary adventurer and joins the adventure with the Black Cat.
Near the Vault of the Wardens, thousands of adventurers established a camp, facing the camp of the Evil forces' minions not far away. The adventurers were very clever; whoever entered the Vault of the Wardens first would suffer the fiercest counterattack. Wouldn't it be better to endure until the end and reap the rewards of victory?
The adventurers were mostly observing, waiting for the Evil forces on the other side and the Vault of the Wardens to weaken each other so they could seize the opportunity to profit from the situation.
An elderly Dwarf, stroking his white beard, smiled and said to the young people:
"Young people should be brave, courageous in achieving great things, and courageous in charging forward. The Vault of the Wardens may seem sturdy, but can it compare to the Burning Legion's lair? Look at what you've all become, cowering and hiding here like turtles with their heads in the sand. Back when I was young, I charged in and out of the Burning Legion's army seven times, Execute Demons that piled up like mountains."
The young adventurer wasn't angry after hearing this, and jokingly said with a smile, "Old man, tell me your stories from the past."
The old Dwarf, full of vigor, took a couple of sips of wine and became quite tipsy. He started to boast and exaggerate, recounting how he fought Archimonde in Mount Hyjal, how he single-handedly challenged the Firelord in Molten Core, and how he had Deathwing.
They lamented that each generation of young people was less courageous than the last, far less brave than they were in their prime, and for a moment the entire camp was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
As the saying goes, a person can't walk without a head, and a bird can't fly without a head. Based on Robbie's adventuring experience, if Khadgar and Velen want to conquer the Vault of the Wardens, they can't rely on this rabble. They must contact a major guild, have the Elite members of the major guilds as the main force of the attack, and combine this with the help of the rabble to have any chance of taking the Vault of the Wardens.
The major guilds that spearhead the attack will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and Khadgar and Velen will have to pay them a sufficient price.
"They're here," Robbie whispered.
A Worgen woman in magnificent armor rode into the adventurers' camp. Seven sharp swords were embroidered on her robes. These were the Seven Swords Guild in Azeroth, with members from both the Alliance and the Horde. They could even participate in faction wars, maneuvering between the Alliance and the Horde to gain advantages.
The woman possessed a noble air, appearing to be an aristocrat. Her brightly colored armor contrasted sharply with the adventurers' tattered gear. She glared at the filthy group of adventurers, a look of disgust on her face, and spat viciously.
"A bunch of useless trash, they're disgusting to look at. Why does such garbage exist in Azeroth?"
The Worgen woman was of high status, presumably a high-ranking member of the guild. The group of independent adventurers weren't bothered; it was normal to be looked down upon when you're out in the world. They were all just trying to make money, so they had enough patience. Some of the bolder adventurers even whistled and winked at the woman.
The Worgen woman rode her horse around the camp, getting a general idea of the thousands of independent adventurers there, and quickly left. Not long after, a group of about twenty or thirty people from the Seven Swords Guild arrived. Their armor was gleaming, their weapons were excellent, and they displayed a commendable demeanor.
A human man who appeared to be an official clasped his hands in a fist salute and announced loudly, "Gentlemen, the War of the Vault of the Wardens is about to begin. This time, the Seven Swords and the Skywolf Guild will lead the charge. We need experienced adventurers. Those interested can register over there. The rewards are generous, but spots are limited."
Sky Wolf is a major guild on par with Seven Swords, and its recent growth momentum is very strong. With these two major guilds taking the lead, this battle is basically a sure thing.
The solo adventurers had been waiting for this opportunity, and they quickly swarmed around. The Seven Swords Guild members began to maintain Order and assess each adventurer.
Only a few exceptionally experienced adventurers remain on the sidelines, observing the situation.
Soon, a large number of adventurers were able to pass through, overjoyed at the prospect of making another fortune.
This is not good, Robbie frowned slightly.
Almost everyone who signed up was approved, which is definitely not a good thing. Large guilds usually have extremely strict requirements when recruiting casual members to temporarily assist in combat. Those without years of adventure experience or insufficient strength will find it very difficult to pass.
Such a lenient assessment system can only prove that these adventurers are cannon fodder.
But in battles like attacking the Vault of the Wardens, the main enemies are Demons, so having more cannon fodder is useless. What's going on? Robbie sensed something unusual.
Robbie didn't sign up; instead, he secretly followed behind the group.
The Seven Swords Guild led thousands of independent adventurers to a nearby camp of Evil forces.
Strange, could it be that the Seven Swords Guild has a way to subdue these unruly Evil forces? Robbie felt even more puzzled.