"Illidan Stormrage, get out here!" Maiev roared.
Worried that her voice wasn't loud enough, Maiev ordered the Watchers, the jailers in the crypt, and the prisoners to shout together, and the sound finally reached Dalaran in mid-air.
Night Elves don't possess magic and cannot fly to the Floating City; this is the only thing Maiev can do.
The monster sensed Maiev's arrival. Ten thousand years of imprisonment had left a deep imprint of fear in his heart, making Maiev instinctively afraid of Maiev, regardless of his strength.
"Damn it, how did Maiev catch up with me? Luckily I was prepared, otherwise why would I have gone to the trouble of building a Floating City?" Due to his deep fear of Maiev, the monster did not have the will to resist, and did not even order the Dalaran Mages to make a move.
Tell Maiev that I'm not here.
The monster casually grabbed a Dalaran Mages and gave him instructions.
This Dalaran Mages was a hothead; standing atop the city wall, he cleared his throat and shouted:
"Lord Illidan said he's not here."
To ensure that Maiev below could hear, they even used amplification magic.
The monster was so angry that its face turned black. Realizing that Maiev couldn't get onto the Floating City, it ignored her and decided to avoid seeing her altogether. The monster hid in a secret room in the Dalaran sewers and set up multiple layers of restrictions to ensure that it couldn't hear any outside sounds.
Upon seeing that "Illidan" did not respond, Maiev and her subordinates shouted even louder. However, the Night Elves were a relatively civilized race, and their repertoire of insulting words was severely limited, so they just kept repeating the same few phrases.
A group of sharp-tongued Dalaran Mages couldn't stand it any longer and climbed onto the city walls to hurl insults back. The humans' rich vocabulary quickly Pain Suppression the Night Elves, and Maiev's side suffered a humiliating defeat.
After all, humans and Night Elves have rarely clashed. Without orders from monsters, the Dalaran Mages would not act rashly and could only resort to verbal attacks.
The verbal battle continued until dawn, ending in a resounding victory for the Dalaran Mages.
Maiev was furious, and with her mouth dry, she could only temporarily stop arguing.
The Night Elf race were ultimately powerless against the Floating City, Maiev ordered a camp to be set up below Dalaran, vowing never to leave.
Tyrande's Orcs Legion Teleportation was Dalaran. Tyrande was a very cautious person; she needed to know what was happening ahead before making a decision and wouldn't rashly throw herself into the Battlefield.
Unfortunately, the Orcs scouts made an unexpected discovery: the Elven Prince Kael'thas.
After the Orcs and the Burning Legion landed on the Kalimdor, the greatest threat to the Eastern Kingdoms was eliminated. Kael'thas returned to Silvermoon City to gather the remaining members of his people. In memory of his fallen comrades and to forever remember the deep-seated hatred with the Orcs, he renamed the entire race Blood Elves.
Dalaran, Kael'thas, a member of the Council of Six of Dalaran, received the news and led a group of Blood Elf mages back.
In Southshore, Kael'thas unexpectedly encountered a beautiful woman from another race, the alluring Naga general Vashj.
Kael'thas was immediately captivated by Vashj's unique charm and used all his charm to win her over. Vashj was finally moved by Kael'thas and agreed to go to Dalaran with him.
The two, each leading their respective subordinates, traveled around sightseeing, which took up a considerable amount of time.
Kael'thas was terrified by the unexpected encounter with the Orcs Legion, but it also stirred up his hatred, making him want to attack the Orcs.
Fortunately, Tyrande arrived in time and stopped Kael'thas.
"Don't be impulsive, Prince Kael'thas, they are all my slaves," Tyrande said sincerely.
"Your slaves?" Kael'thas looked at the group suspiciously, then glanced at Malfurion and Tyrande: "Well, why are you here?"
"We must stop Illidan's madness."
Malfurion stepped forward and explained to Kael'thas, "My brother Illidan used the magic of Dalaran to attack the Frozen Throne in Northrend, attempting to destroy the Scourge. This is dangerous magic that could very well cause turmoil throughout the world."
"What?! Is that so?!"
Kael'thas and Arthas were very close, and Kael'thas knew that the Legion of the Gifted were Justice. Concerned for his old friend's safety, he replied without hesitation:
"We must stop Illidan's madness immediately."
Tyrande was secretly pleased to receive Kael'thas's unexpected help, feeling that she was lucky and that her victory over Maiev was now even more secure.
Soon, the Orcs scouts obtained intelligence that Maiev was helpless against Dalaran was floating in the air, and Tyrande revealed a victorious smile.
"Prince Kael'thas, would you mind coming with us to see Maiev?"
Inside Maiev's camp!
Maiev was taken aback when she heard that Tyrande and Malfurion had come to visit. She couldn't understand why Tyrande would come here. Did Elune, not trust her?
The two immediately clashed upon meeting, with Maiev asking sarcastically, "Tyrande, you are the Chief Priestess, how could you bear to leave the comfortable Temple of the Moon?"
Tyrande retorted bluntly, "I received an oracle from Elune. The Almighty Moon Goddess told me that your attack on Dalaran going poorly, and to pray to Moon Goddess for reinforcements."
"When did I ask for reinforcements?" Maiev retorted angrily.
"Really?" Tyrande asked, feigning surprise. "Didn't you pray to the Moon Goddess? Does that mean Moon Goddess doesn't trust you? It seems you can't stop Illidan's actions."
Maiev gritted her teeth in anger. Although she was unwilling, she had to admit that Tyrande was right. Just as she was about to retort, Kael'thas stepped forward.
"Stop arguing. Azeroth is in danger. We must unite to stop Illidan's madness. Any conflicts can wait."
Maiev glanced at Kael'thas, then stared at Tyrande again:
"Your Priestess, I am truly helpless against Dalaran floating in the air. Do you have a solution? Perhaps you could pray to Elune, to grant us wings, but do not forget that this city houses some of the finest mages in Azeroth."
Tyrande flashed a confident smile:
"Since I dared to come to Dalaran, I am confident that I can conquer this city, even if it is Floating City in the air. I know what the Dalaran Mages fear most. Order your army to retreat and watch how I conquer Dalaran."
Maiev was unsure of Tyrande's methods for attacking the Floating City. Unless she brought a large number of Hippogryphs, which would inevitably lead to conflict with the Dalaran Mages, the Night Elves needed to recuperate and avoid unnecessary conflict.
"Okay, Tyrande, I'm looking forward to your performance."
Maiev felt Tyrande wasn't capable, so she readily agreed.
The Night Elf forces retreated, and cheers erupted from the mages of Dalaran.
Before long, the deafening sound of war drums rang out, echoing in the ears of the Dalaran Mages. It was so familiar that it instilled fear in their hearts.
In the distance, billowing smoke and dust rose as a massive Orcs Legion charged toward Dalaran. Countless green-skinned Orcs roared furiously, their faces contorted in a terrifying grimace.
Seeing this, the Dalaran Mages turned pale with despair. The Invincible Orcs were the Dalaran Mages' inner demons, an enemy they could never defeat.
"Oh no, it's the Orcs! They're back!"
"What should we do? We must inform Lord Illidan immediately!"
"It's too late! Run! Have you forgotten? Once the Orcs break in, Dalaran inevitably fall. There's never been a problem with that. Run for your lives!"
Tyrande knew people's hearts well. The Dalaran Mages today were survivors of several wars, a bunch of old hands who would run away at the first sign of trouble. The real heroes had long since died at the hands of the Orcs or the Burning Legion.
The mages opened Portals and hurriedly fled the dangerous city. Rhonin was the fastest to escape, while Jaina hesitated for a moment before teleporting to Karazhan to report to Medivh.