When Thrall bid Ysera farewell and found his guards and warlords again, his mind was still somewhat muddled. It felt as though he had lost something important.
He thought it over and over. He had obtained important intelligence from those Void Elves earlier, yet it seemed to be of no use afterward.
Fine, that man named Deren really was a useless piece of trash, Thrall grumbled inwardly.
He said to Mogronar, "Saurfang also asked you to look for that white-haired woman who resembles Jaina. Have you heard anything about her?"
"Yes, I found out where she is. Shall we go find her now? I can lead the way," Mogronar replied.
"Go on, lead the way. I want to meet her," Thrall said.
The group passed through Theramore's bustling streets, winding this way and that until they reached a secluded residential district. The buildings here clearly came with private gardens on the ground floor, marking it as a neighborhood for the wealthy. Thrall was then led to a two-story house. "Oh, the Orc Great Chieftain has come. What a rare guest," a cool voice drifted down from the second-floor balcony, which was filled with lush greenery and flowers.
Then, through the leaves, Thrall saw a white-haired "Jaina" rise to her feet, her icy gaze fixed on the uninvited Orc below.
"J-Jaina?" It was Thrall's first time seeing her as well, and her appearance left him stunned. Saurfang had told him there was a white-haired woman in Theramore who looked very much like Jaina, and he had guessed that she might be Jaina from another timeline.
Now that Thrall had met her in person, he was finally convinced that Saurfang's guess was correct. The Orc asked softly, "Won't you invite me in for a seat, honored lady? I came all the way