According to Robbie's analysis, Elune, would never act rashly; the more she reveals herself, the closer mortals get to her.
After Aegwynn's allies suffered repeated failures, Elune, had no choice but to intervene to protect Orgrimmar.
In order to minimize the exposure of their own strength, they used the moon's gravity to create a large tide.
In an instant, Robbie came to the above conclusion: the tide was moving too fast, and the Kul Tiras didn't have time to react before the towering waves crashed into them.
The Moon Goddess's control over the Tidal Power was impeccable; the giant waves swept away the Tauren led by Cairne Bloodhoof, and tens of thousands of Tauren perished at sea, while the Orcs army nearby remained unscathed.
As the Kul Tiras fleet disappeared into the tide, Aegwynn let out a wild laugh, but her laughter abruptly stopped when the tide receded.
Above the clouds, Daelin's flagship Sea's Sovereignty, floated quietly, a narrow ripple spreading across its hull. This was a ship blessed by magic, possessing the ability to briefly levitate.
"My good brother, my fleet, all gone. Kul Tiras is finished." Daelin knelt on the deck, tears streaming down her face. Daelin's youngest son Tandred, wept with his father.
Robbie stepped forward and advised, "Don't be sad yet. Just as the tide came in, all the ships were teleported away."
"Teleportation magic!" Daelin stopped crying. "Could it be Queen Azshara? Only the Queen could have rescued the fleet from Aegwynn's clutches."
"Our fleet is safe and sound, Father," Tandred said with delight.
"No, you're oversimplifying things," Daelin sighed.
"Azshara rescued our fleet, but getting her to return it will be difficult. I'm certain that if this attack on Orgrimmar yields nothing, Queen Azshara will think we are unqualified to command the fleet and will definitely seize it for herself."
Tandred stared blankly at his father, unsure what to do. Daelin, gripping the railing with both hands, gazed at the endless coastline of Durotar and said resolutely:
"Robbie, please help me take Tandred away. For the people of Kul Tiras, I must do something."
Robbie sensed Daelin's determination and nodded seriously. Tandred asked, puzzled, "Father, why won't you let me stay? I'm not afraid to die."
Daelin grabbed Tandred's shoulders, stared intently into his eyes, and said seriously:
"Listen, Queen Azshara only recognizes the bloodline of our Proudmoore family. Only if you are alive do you have a chance to reclaim the fleet. The Sea's Sovereignty possess immense magical power; the force of their self-destruction would be enough to destroy Orgrimmar. In order to reclaim the fleet, this is the only way."
Before Tandred could argue any further, Daelin gave Robbie a wink.
This was not the time to argue. Robbie understood Daelin's resolve and quietly knocked Tandred unconscious. Daelin looked at Robbie gratefully. "Take him away. Also, I'm worried about the Guardian Aegwynn. Is there any way to stop her?"
"Aegwynn has lived for nearly a thousand years without incident because she was extremely cautious." Robbie nodded at Daelin.
Go do your thing, but be careful.
After a long silence, Robbie added, "Be careful of Jaina."
"My daughter?"
A bitter smile appeared on Daelin's lips as she recalled the prophecies of the Tidesages.
Robbie grabbed Tandred and teleported to a nearby hillside. The great tide caused by the Moon Goddess had just receded, and the mountaintop was filled with the smell of seawater.
The Sea's Sovereignty left a clear trail in the air, with Daelin standing at the bow, their target Orgrimmar.
Aegwynn cried out in alarm. She had wanted to stop the Sea's Sovereignty herself, but she was worried that it was a trap.
Today, Azeroth is in turmoil, producing many heroes.
First came the Lich King Arthas, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then the powerful Demon Hunter Illidan rose to fame; both of these were beings who could threaten Aegwynn.
Aegwynn's mind raced, and she quickly came up with a plan, sending a telepathic message to Jaina:
"Jaina, stop your foolish father! He's plotting to destroy Azeroth!"
After becoming Queen of Theramore, Jaina became increasingly shrewd. For example, she saved the Tauren Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof during the Moon Goddess Tide, winning the friendship of this good-natured old tauren and gaining a potential political partner.
Having received Aegwynn's order, Jaina, equally hesitant, dared not personally take the risk. She patted Cairne Bloodhoof on the shoulder:
"Cairne Bloodhoof, Orgrimmar is in crisis, Azeroth needs your salvation. I will send you to the Throne of the Seas to kill Admiral Daelin."
Cairne Bloodhoof was shocked and shouted, "Jaina, are you insane? You actually want me to kill your father?"
Jaina's face hardened, and she said coldly:
"For the sake of Azeroth, this is a sacrifice worth making. Have you forgotten how many of your sons were devoured alive by Thrall and Saurfang?"
"How can this be the same?" Cairne's voice trailed off.
"My father is incredibly powerful; you're no match for him." Jaina's eyes darted around. "My father's crew of sailors are all seasoned warriors; killing Tauren would be a piece of cake for them. Besides, you're not good at naval warfare, so you'll need some help."
Jaina summoned Rokhan, the newly Chen Stormstout, the brothers Rexxar and Rok'ton, and also gathered a group of elite Orcs from Thrall's Personal Guard.
Daelin knew the Orcs wouldn't let this go, and the most worrying of them all was Jaina, who was skilled in teleportation magic. Daelin gathered all the sailors and said with a dark face:
"Listen up, everyone! This is the final battle of glory. We will live and die with the Sea's Sovereignty. From now on, no matter who stands in our way, even my daughter Jaina, show no mercy. Kill her. The Tidesages has long foretold that she is an ominous child. Alas, I should have strangled her at birth."
Before Daelin could finish speaking, the battle began. Jaina used a teleportation spell, and Cairne Bloodhoof, leading the vanguard, sent a group of Tauren warriors on the first wave of teleportation onto the deck.
Before he could even get his footing on the deck, Cairne Bloodhoof saw a sharp blade coming at him. He quickly dodged, but was punched hard in the eye, the pain making him see stars.
Cairne gripped his Runed Spear, ready to attack the attacker, when suddenly the deck shook violently. Cairne lost his balance, took a heavy kick to the waist, slipped, and failed to grab the edge of the deck, falling from the air.
The first group of Tauren warriors who boarded the ship fell like dumplings. Jaina managed to teleport only Cairne to her side; the rest of the Tauren were reduced to a bloody pulp.
"Cairne Bloodhoof, you've truly disappointed me!" Jaina roared, her almond-shaped eyes flashing with malice. "Rexxar, Rok'ton, it's your turn now!"
In the eyes of the two brothers, Jaina was even more terrifying than Thrall, the Savior. The two brothers were uneasy and dared not breathe loudly as they followed a group of Orcs to prepare for teleportation.
Feeling the teleportation end, before his feet even touched the deck, Rexxar hurriedly drew his weapon and shouted, "For Azeroth!" Unexpectedly, his feet lost their footing, and he fell from the sky.
This time, however, Jaina's spell malfunctioned. She hadn't calculated the speed of the Sea's Sovereignty properly, and the teleportation point was not far from the stern of the ship. Dozens of elite Orcs shouted, "For Azeroth!" as they fell from the sky.