On a private beach in Theramore.
The warm sea breeze tousled Jaina's hair. Lying on a comfortable beach chair, Queen Jaina of Theramore drifted off to sleep, her thoughts wandering.
On the oak chair to the side, Kalecgos, with his blue hair and golden eyes, kept telling Jaina interesting stories.
Jaina listened with a perfect smile, not really paying attention, occasionally responding with a few words.
Kalecgos was a young Blue Dragonflight, but unfortunately, he was too weak and a disgrace to the Blue Dragonflight. He was despised by his people and was even expelled from the Blue Dragonflight at one point.
Kalecgos's Destiny took a turn when he encountered Sathrovarr the Corruptor, Dreadlord who had lost his body and whose soul was unable to return to the Void due to an accident.
The demon and the dragon were quickly drawn to each other. The Sathrovarr the Corruptor resided within Kalecgos's body, and with the help of this "old man," although Kalecgos's strength did not increase at all, Sathrovarr taught him a great deal of experience in dealing with dragons.
For example, how to please a human woman.
"Jaina, I've never liked Neptulon." Kalecgos raised an eyebrow and said eloquently, "Elemental Lords are all Pride creatures. Neptulon always thought he was very clever, but he was actually incredibly foolish. It's a pity Thrall couldn't kill him."
Jaina was pleased with Kalecgos's stance and immediately responded with a smile, "Thrall is using Fel Magic; he's clearly carrying out the Burning Legion's orders."
"Poor Neptulon, he's offended the great Burning Legion! No one can save him now!" Kalecgos mocked Neptulon, seeing Jaina had lost interest, quickly changed the subject:
"Speaking of the Burning Legion, I know some interesting things. The Legion has destroyed countless worlds, and creatures like Elemental Lords have all been forged into weapons by the Legion. The water Elemental Lords Neptulon might be able to be made into a decent shield."
Unfortunately, this topic didn't pique Jaina's interest. Jaina sighed softly and said, "I've heard the Orcs have suffered heavy losses in recent battles."
"Oh, oh, it's just a minor setback."
Seeing Jaina's worried expression, Kalecgos reiterated his stance:
"Victory will surely belong to the Orcs. Countless prophecies have proven that the Orcs are the Saviors of Azeroth. If it weren't for the Orcs in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, our world would have been destroyed."
Jaina opened her eyes and stared at Kalecgos' handsome face. "You know, I don't like empty talk. I like people who actually do things. If you can take the head of the Evil Admiral Daelin, you will win my friendship."
Kalecgos smiled, but his mind was in turmoil: Admiral Daelin was the woman's biological father! Had this woman already gone mad?
"Of course, I'd be happy to help; it's a small matter for me. Unfortunately, the Bronze Dragonflight is already helping the Orcs, and we Blue Dragonflight have some issues with the Bronze Dragonflight. They certainly won't like me on the Battlefield." Kalecgos feigned reluctance.
Mentioning the Bronze Dragonflight, Jaina's face hardened with murderous intent. "Nozdormu was slacking off, the Evil Kul Tiras won, and the Bronze Dragonflight are only now arriving; they're plotting to destroy Azeroth."
Kalecgos immediately echoed in unison, "Nozdormu will surely pay the price for his cunning!"
A guard came to report that the esteemed Orcs ambassador, Thrall's life advisor Eitrigg, had arrived.
Jaina immediately said, "Please come in quickly."
Upon seeing Jaina on the beach chair, Eitrigg said in a loud voice:
"The Justice Orcs are about to defeat the Evil Kul Tiras and thwart their Azeroth Kul Tiras. The great Savior Thrall, for the sake of his friendship with Theramore, invites Queen Jaina to join the battle."
Jaina knew that the group in Theramore were usually Invincible in bullying the good, but they would fall apart once they entered the Battlefield. Hearing Thrall's plea for help put Jaina in a difficult position.
When a woman faces difficulties, it is the perfect opportunity for a man to demonstrate his wisdom and strength, making it the easiest time to win her heart. The Sathrovarr the Corruptor secretly transmitted this message, Kalecgos immediately understood. He raised his voice and said:
"Lord Eitrigg, don't you understand? If the Orcs want to achieve final victory, they must get the Bronze Dragonflight to go all out."
Eitrigg gritted his teeth in hatred. "Nozdormu is plotting to destroy Azeroth; they've colluded with the Evil Kul Tiras."
"Then we need to find a way to control the Bronze Dragonflight."
Kalecgos hesitated for a moment. In the telepathic message just now, the Sathrovarr the Corruptor had assured him that he had a way to deal with Nozdormu, but the timid Kalecgos dared not take the risk and only said tactfully:
"If I can capture Nozdormu, I have a way to make the Bronze Dragonflight slaves of the Orcs."
Upon hearing this, Jaina looked surprised. She knew Kalecgos was witty and humorous, and she also knew that an Evil Dreadlord resided within him.
But no one expected Kalecgos to be so powerful; women always like strong men.
Upon seeing Jaina's surprised expression, Kalecgos immediately regretted his actions, regretting that he had listened to Sathrovarr's telepathic message and boasted about his abilities regardless of the outcome.
Eitrigg smiled. Thrall was well aware that Theramore's fighting strength was weak and that even if he joined the battle, he wouldn't be of much help. The purpose of his trip was to put on a show with Theramore.
Kalecgos's assurance gave Eitrigg an unexpected boost, and he said slyly:
"To counter the Evil Bronze Dragonflight, the Savior Thrall has a perfect plan."
The Bronze Dragonflight Nozdormu stood atop a precipitous peak, his eyes closed in Anjing contemplation as he sought revelation of the future. His ability to traverse time granted him a perpetual advantage.
But as the Burning Legion invaded and more and more powerful beings became involved, the enlightenment of time became increasingly blurred, and only by concentrating one's mind could one occasionally grasp a few fragments of the future.
This is the interference of celestial secrets. Powerful beings like the Titans Elune make the future uncertain and full of countless variables, causing Nozdormu to see fewer and fewer fragments of the future.
To save face and prevent the other Dragon Aspects from seeing his incompetence, Nozdormu's prophecies gradually became obscure and incomprehensible, seemingly profound but actually useless, turning him into a typical charlatan.
Nozdormu expended his mana to build the Caverns of Time in an attempt to prove that he still possessed the ability to traverse time, but whether those virtual illusions were true history, only Nozdormu himself knew.
This time, Nozdormu received orders from Aegwynn to help the Orcs, but surprisingly few valuable glimpses into the future were given, which weighed heavily on his mind.
Just then, a Whelps acting as a scout came to report:
"Lord Nozdormu, due to several days of continuous defeats, Thrall personally led his troops to fight against the Kul Tiras, but they were ambushed in Hunter's Valley."
Hunter's Valley is located inland, far from the coastline. Nozdormu asked in surprise, "The Kul Tiras navy has abandoned its naval superiority and entered the interior?"
The Whelps shook its head and said, "No, the one who ambushed us was Jaina of Theramore."
"Jaina, daughter of Admiral Daelin, princess of Kul Tiras." Nozdormu pondered the matter and ordered, "Investigate further."