Guardian Remulos was the master of this place, and he spoke first. "In fact, the Emerald Dream came under attack as early as ten thousand years ago. Back then, the Nightmare was small and well hidden, and we failed to notice its arrival. While we weren't paying attention, it lurked in the Emerald Dream for over ten thousand years. By the time we discovered it, it was already too late."
Broll hurriedly asked, "Lord Guardian, do even you not know who was behind all this? Who caused the Emerald Nightmare to appear? If we can't trace it to its source, I'm afraid we'll have a hard time destroying it."
Remulos shook his head. "I don't know. The Nightmare has neither form nor substance. Tracing it to its source is difficult."
Broll gave a bitter smile. "Then we're in trouble. Too many Druids have been trapped by the Emerald Nightmare, lost within the Emerald Dream. Even my teacher, Malfurion, can't be awakened, and the Green Dragon Queen Ysera has gone missing as well. We've lost our greatest source of support."
Remulos glanced at Broll and rebuked him. "Our support isn't Malfurion, or Ysera, or anyone else. It's ourselves. We must unite every force we can. Only then can we find the culprit and destroy the Emerald Nightmare once and for all."
Broll sighed. "The problem is that we can't find the culprit!"
Everyone exchanged looks and fell silent.
The whole affair was so strange that none of them had any idea where to begin.
Shawn suddenly said, "Actually, it isn't that complicated."
Everyone turned to look at Shawn.
An unreadable gleam flickered in Guardian Remulos's eyes. He said calmly, "Young Druid, I've heard that you always seem to know things others don't. That's quite remarkable. What are your thoughts on this