Putting on a Supernatural Act

After selling off the Old Gods completely, Azshara looked expectantly at the Theramore Mage, hoping she would point out a clear path for her.

White Jaina tapped the tabletop leisurely with her fingers. After a long while, she asked, "Do you truly want to save the Naga race, or do you want to save yourself, along with your power and status?"

Azshara froze for a moment and could not help asking, "What is the difference?"

White Jaina spread her hands. "If you want to save the Naga race, we will need to invest far more resources and consider your future arrangements. The Naga in Outland's Zandalar are already packed in, and there is nowhere else in Azeroth to accommodate you. If you only want to save yourself, that would be much simpler. Let the other Naga flee for their own lives. You can either go to Outland or become an honored guest in Theramore. Without so many subordinates, no one will naturally keep their eye on you. Just live a peaceful, comfortable life."

"This..." Azshara hesitated, torn between her reluctance to give up the Naga race's power and her fear of becoming someone else's cannon fodder.

White Jaina did not pressure her. She merely said softly, "Oh, I forgot to mention that the most capable being in this world when it comes to lifting curses is probably Moon Goddess Elune. Her relationship with Theramore is fairly good. If the offering is good enough, it would not be impossible for her to grant Divine Grace, remove a deep curse from someone, and restore their original body and beauty."

The moment those words were spoken, Azshara's pointed red ears twitched. All her hesitation and conflict vanished, and she said with a smile, "These are difficult times. The Naga race should not become