As the former Guardian and one of Azeroth's most prominent Archmages, Aegwynn was unrestrained from the day she became Guardian; her arrogance and domineering nature were notorious.
Legend has it that over a hundred years ago, a human King led his army to fight against Trolls, going more than ten days without a good night's sleep, and finally achieved victory.
Just then, Aegwynn arrived at the Royal Palace on business, and the King, exhausted, fell asleep on his throne and did not have time to come out to greet her.
Aegwynn was furious and deposed the King, slaughtering his entire family until only one male remained. Aegwynn was not out of mercy, but to ensure that people would remember Aegwynn's terror for generations to come.
There are no rules in front of Aegwynn; her words are the highest rule.
An ordinary person would have been terrified by Aegwynn's arrogance, but Aishifan possessed courage befitting her robust physique. She chuckled coldly and sneered:
"I thought Guardian Aegwynn would be extraordinary, but it turns out her vision is so narrow. We Kul Tiras are originally a group of rough Pirates, but we understand one thing: only a thriving maritime trade can bring us a continuous source of income."
Aegwynn squinted, indicating that she was already angry and about to kill the woman in front of her, but she didn't act immediately because she wanted to hear what Aishifan had to say.
Aishifan sensed the killing intent, and the mockery on his round, chubby face deepened. He said slowly and deliberately:
"To protect the safety of maritime merchants, we built ports, built fleets, conquered ferocious sea beasts, and ventured deep into the Eternal Palace to forge an alliance with the Naga race. That's how the Kingdom of Kul Tiras came to be. You see, even we Pirates understand how important Order and fairness are. Why don't you, as the Guardian, understand this simple truth?"
Aegwynn sneered. As a Guardian, he had no interest in reasoning with mortals. He Pride said, "I've said enough for today. You've offended me, so die. I'll render your fat into candles."
Intense Flames appeared in Aegwynn's palm, and the temperature in the room rose rapidly. Even Thrall in the cage felt the terrifying heat.
The firelight illuminated Aishifan's face, and sweat streamed down her cheeks, but the stout woman showed no fear, her eyes filled with mockery.
"Drink!"
Lady Aishifan suddenly let out a thunderous roar that echoed throughout the mage tower, slightly affecting Aegwynn's magic. Seizing this brief opportunity, Aishifan clumsily tore apart a Teleportation Scroll.
"Heh, how naive of you to use Teleportation Scroll in front of the most powerful mage of our time?"
A mocking expression appeared on Aegwynn's dignified face, and then her right hand suddenly lashed out forward.
They caught nothing.
Aegwynn looked surprised, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized:
"Light of Light, Queen Azshara, is that you? What, ten thousand years of deep sea contemplation and deep thought have still not awakened you?"
Aegwynn's face hardened, her expression returning to its usual impassive state. She opened the cage, Thrall emerged, bowing and scraping. A hint of disgust flickered across Aegwynn's lips as she asked:
"Thrall, what are you sensing?"
Thrall, ever astute, immediately replied, "My Guardian, I smell war."
Aegwynn nodded. "Since the Kul Tiras refuse to submit, then this kingdom has no reason to exist. I will wipe them off the seas. Even Queen Azshara cannot save them. Go back, Thrall, and have the Orcs prepare for war."
This was exactly what Thrall had hoped for; he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.
Thrall understood that he still had value. Although Saurfang was incredibly brave, he lacked wisdom and was just a reckless brute, unlikely to lead the Orcs to victory.
Aegwynn looked away and sighed softly. Thrall sensed a hint of helplessness in her voice, thinking to himself, "Even the arrogant and domineering Guardian has his share of troubles?"
"Thrall, get out of here, your two lackeys are about to die."
"What happened to Rexxar and Rok'ton?" Thrall felt a headache coming on, quickly bid farewell to Aegwynn, and hurriedly left the mage tower.
Right at the entrance of the Mage Tower, in front of that large sign, the brothers Rexxar and Rok'ton, who had used the Orb of Deception to transform into human form, were beaten black and blue, their bones Hamstring, covered in blood, and lying on the ground, barely alive.
The area was filled with thugs, all of them speaking rudely and unrestrainedly, spewing profanities and cursing. A Gnome with a small mustache stood with his foot on Rexxar's face, toying with a pair of sharp daggers in his hand, his arrogance far surpassing that of the Guardian Aegwynn.
Upon seeing Thrall emerge, the little Gnome twirled his dagger with a flourish and Pride asked, "So you're the master of these two pieces of trash? Hand them over."
The little Gnome reached out his hand to Thrall.
"What does this mean?" Thrall was stunned for a moment. The little Gnome jumped up and slapped Thrall hard across the face, making him see stars and almost faint.
Looking at the Gnome's obviously abnormal arm, Thrall knew that the Gnome's body had undergone mechanical modifications.
"Don't play dumb. If you don't pay enough protection money today, I'll chop you all up and make mincemeat. The brothers are waiting for dinner."
Thrall knew that the Guardian Aegwynn was watching everything from inside the Mage Tower, and even the Guardian himself was powerless against Theramore's power.
After all, those remaining in Theramore are a bunch of desperate outlaws who live by the sword, with no tomorrow in sight. If they were all executed, Jaina would probably be all alone.
Helpless, Thrall could only quietly turn around, remove the cat's eye stone from the fang, and reluctantly hand it to the little Gnome.
The little Gnome was a connoisseur; he could tell from the quality of the cat's eye stone that it was valuable. He smiled with satisfaction, "You're quite sensible, much more sensible than those two fools. For the sake of the Guardian, I won't hold it against you today. If you're ever bullied in Theramore, just mention my Ailalunmin."
Thrall quickly nodded with a smile and agreed, then carried the Rexxar and Rok'ton brothers into the mage tower.
With a flash of light, Aishifan appeared on the shore of Dustwallow Marsh, where a ship awaited her. Aishifan gazed in the direction of Theramore, a slight reluctance in her eyes. She stroked the gem pendant around her neck. The boatman beside her urged her to board, Aishifan shook her head, deciding to wait a little longer.
Not long after, a flash of light appeared, and Jaina appeared in front of Aishifan.
Aishifan said coldly, "You didn't bring the Guardian Aegwynn; at least you have some conscience."
It turns out that the pendant around Aishifan's neck is a magical positioning item, a secret known only to members of the Proudmoore family.
You know, people who make a living on the ocean are always at risk of going missing.
Jaina took a deep breath, tears welling in her beautiful eyes, and whispered, "Auntie Aishifan, I had no choice, please forgive me."
Aishifan and Jaina had a very good relationship. After Jaina was born, the Tidesages sent her a blessing, calling her: Daughter of the Sea.
However, the truth is that the Tidesages saw ominous visions in Jaina, which led to the Admiral and his wife treating their daughter extremely poorly.
Fortunately, Lady Aishifan protected her.