"Th-that's right. I heard Mar'jano say that from the time she could remember until now, only a little over three years had passed. And even after becoming a Broken, her body looked like that of an adult." Dranosh immediately thought of all the inconsistencies as well.
"This situation is highly unreasonable, but perhaps it explains where those ghosts came from. Draenei technology allowed them to cross vast distances and come here from another planet. Then it wouldn't be impossible for them to make a child grow into an adult within three years." The Old Orc was well-traveled and knowledgeable, so naturally he did not think adulthood in three years was fabricated.
Regar finally said, "Forget it. Don't rack your brains over it. Their Draenei affairs are none of our concern. But it seems the Broken may be able to wield the Holy Light again. I heard that in Zandalar, Paladins from Azeroth once helped the Broken of Zangar Marsh receive the Holy Light's response again. You can go there and try when you have time. It's just that—"
"Just what, High Warlord?" Hearing that the Broken might have hope of regaining the Holy Light, Dranosh hurriedly pressed for an answer.
"Ah!" The Old Orc let out a long sigh and voiced his concern. "Those Paladins came from Stormwind City, and as for the relationship between us Orcs and Stormwind City... we owe them far too many blood debts."
"Anyway, I still have to try. Perhaps for the Holy Light's sake, they might accept Mar'jano." Dranosh resolved to take her to find the Paladins when he had time.
"Fine. Go back first." After talking for so long, Regar finally showed a trace of fatigue.
"Yes!" Dranosh rose, gave a salute, and left Regar's office.
He walked swiftly all the way and