11 Zera, the Blind Seer Who Chased the Sun

Zera, the Blind Seer Who Chased the Sun

The night over Karabor Temple erupted with Holy Light. Its sacred radiance burst forth and even lit up the sky, shining brighter than the streetlamps in the city.

But it was already the middle of the night, and decent people had gone to sleep.

The indecent ones had received a "look" of warning beforehand, so they pretended not to see anything. They did not want to get inexplicably dragged into the doctrinal dispute between Vigilant and Mother of Light. Neither of those big shots was someone they could afford to offend.

Only the Army of the Light warriors stationed in the city noticed the change.

The officers and soldiers who had followed General S'fraelx to Draenor quickly rushed toward Aldor Temple, wanting to see what had happened to make Mother of Light ignite the Holy Light in such an all-out manner.

They suspected that Mother of Light had been attacked. But thinking it over carefully, given Draenor's overall level of power, there were probably only three or four people capable of forcing Lady Zera to unleash such terrifying energy in retaliation—and all of them were "companions of justice."

So what exactly had happened?

"Healing! This is a unique kind of 'healing'!"

On the street leading to the entrance of Aldor Temple, the soldiers were stopped by Yrel. The deputy commander of the Light Weaver Warband's First Company spoke with absolute certainty, earnestly explaining:

"Mother of Light saw the miserable state of the Magic Addiction elves from Azeroth and decided to heal their bodies' hunger for energy. By doing so, she would help them rebuild their shattered wills and guide them onto the Holy Light Path."

"We may not know much, but don't try to fool us!"

A Lightforged officer pointed at the