Theramore, City Hall.
Deren stood outside the office with the sign "Commercial Crime Investigation Department" hanging on it, hesitated again and again, and finally raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Come in!" a stern female voice called from inside.
Deren drew a deep breath before pushing the door open and entering.
The afternoon sunlight spilled in through the window, falling over Alleria's golden hair and refracting into a dazzling halo.
She looked up at the visitor and, seeing it was Deren, paused slightly. But then she seemed to think of something, and her brows drew together faintly.
"Oh, Advisor Deren," the eldest Windrunner sister said in a distant tone, a hint of chill beneath the courtesy. "What brings you to my humble little place today? Is there something urgent?"
"Heh..." Deren could only give a dry laugh. Since she had not invited him to sit, he had no choice but to remain standing as he spoke. "Well—Alleria, Jaina sent word that a Naaru from Outland is about to arrive in Theramore."
"I'd like you to come take a look with me—after all, you understand them better."
At that, Alleria could no longer stay seated. "A Naaru? Coming to Theramore? That's insane! How could you allow a Naaru to come here? Are you trying to let those Holy Light fanatics turn all of Theramore into a new Holy Light Legion base?"
Deren was shocked and quickly explained with patience, "This is a special Naaru, one not accepted by her own kind. She had no choice but to seek refuge with Zandalar's Paladin in Outland."
"But the naga were unwilling to have something constantly shining with Holy Light in their territory, so they pushed her onto Theramore."
He paused, then added, "Last time, Adal, the Naaru from Shattrath, also came