Shandris Feathermoon took Shawn to an open space in Feathermoon Stronghold.
"Auntie, how are you going to unseal the Feathermoon Amulet for me?" Shawn tilted his head up and switched into cute mode.
Shandris Feathermoon had Shawn take out the Feathermoon Amulet and cradle it in both hands, then said, "The Feathermoon Amulet was made from the finest Hippogryph feathers, soaked in the Well of Eternity for countless years, then blessed with Moonlight Magic. It contains powerful arcane energy and moonlight power. Naturally, unsealing it also requires Moonlight Magic."
Shawn's eyes widened. "Moonlight Magic? Auntie, I heard you're exceptionally skilled in moonlight spells, and you've developed them to unprecedented heights, creating a strategic skill that attacks everything over a huge area. Everyone calls it the 'Lunar Orbital Cannon' and ranks you alongside the legendary High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind. Is that true?"
Shandris Feathermoon blushed, a rare sight, then said, "That's just the Sentinels talking nonsense. I'm reasonably proficient with Moonlight Magic, but how could I compare to Lady Tyrande? Lady Tyrande's 'Starfall' is the most powerful moonlight spell of all."
Without so much as a blush or a racing heartbeat, Shawn kept flattering her. "That's still incredible. People know greatness when they see it, and Night Elves don't lie. If they say your moonlight spells are powerful, then they must be!"
Shandris laughed and scolded him. "No wonder Jaina said you're full of lies and sweet talk. Looks like she was right."
Shawn curled his lip. "I'm just being true to myself. No matter how hard life gets, I never frown. I always face it with a positive, optimistic attitude. Unlike Jaina, who's let her painful experiences crush her into this state. A perfectly lovely young woman, yet she insists on turning herself into some 'champion of justice,' shouldering the