On another small island in the Broken Isles stood the Warden Vault.
Since the end of the War of the Ancients, Maiev Shadowsong had led the Warden Force in guarding Illidan Stormrage here for all eternity.
As usual, Maiev and Illidan had just finished their daily exchange of insults. Illidan was imprisoned on a platform in the deepest part of the vault, surrounded by layers upon layers of wards and defenses.
"Look at yourself, Maiev. Guarding me on this desolate island for all eternity... how pathetic." Illidan sat before the seal at the edge of the platform, mocking his jailer.
"You should look at yourself instead, Illidan. A pitiful wretch who lost himself to power!" Maiev retorted with practiced ease.
However, the pair who loved and hated each other were destined to have their daily bickering interrupted today.
A wave of energy that seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth spread across the entire Broken Isles. Even the ancient ghosts within the ruins of Blackrock Hold in distant Val'sharah sensed it.
"What happened? Where did this fel energy come from?" Illidan abruptly rose to his feet, staring at Maiev with a grave expression as he tried to sense the fel energy.
Maiev looked equally shocked. "How could the Tomb of Sargeras see the light of day again... That's impossible." She muttered to herself.
Yet Illidan keenly caught her words and immediately grew anxious. "What exactly happened? The Tomb of Sargeras? What happened in the outside world?"
Maiev took a deep breath, summoned a Warden, and ordered her to depart at once for the Kalimdor Continent to report the drastic changes here. Then she looked back at her prisoner.
"Many things have happened. This world is no longer the one you remember, Illidan."
The Night Elves soon received the news,