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Careful, careful, Daughter of the Sea.

Listen to her calling.

The sea breeze carried those heartbroken words away, letting them sink to the ocean floor.

Snow melted into waves. In Kalimdor, for whom did the sailors fight?

Why, why, Daughter of the Sea?

Why had you forgotten the days gone by?

Our glory existed because of you.

Why could it never return?

The sorrow buried deep beneath the sea, the sin of betrayal by family, became a desperate cry to her kin.

Beware the Daughter of the Sea.

Jingle...

The anchor-shaped necklace gave off a crisp chime in the sea breeze, as though enchanted, echoing across the entire ocean.

Jaina rarely went without her blue-and-white mage robes. Instead, she wore a dark trench coat and long boots typical of Kul Tiras, while a feathered captain's hat concealed her golden hair.

Standing at the bow and facing the wind of the Endless Sea, the female mage gazed toward the distant land.

That was her homeland, the place where everything had begun and ended.

"Full alert! Prepare for battle! Daelin's Gate has been militarily sealed off. Prepare for a forced assault!"

The massive fleet immediately erupted into commotion. Sailors from every division rushed about the decks, cannon covers were pulled away one after another, and squads of gryphon messengers swiftly took to the skies to relay orders throughout the fleet.

Jaina's expression remained calm and unruffled. She still stood at the bow, gazing at the towering, imposing Daelin's Gate in the distance.

That fortress, which controlled the main sea route, was Kul Tiras's maritime gateway. Once it fell, nothing would stand in the way to the capital, Port of Boralus.

Jingle...

Listen, listen, that familiar sound, every ring stabbing at my heart.

Careful, careful, Daughter of the Sea.

This war allowed no