The Army of the Light had established a defensive line near the Dark Portal. Though they feared the power of Med'an, the Guardian, they had not abandoned their plans to invade Azeroth.
A force of ten thousand powerful Lightbound Draenei had built an impregnable defense near the Dark Portal.
These Lightforged Draenei were no longer like the later-conscripted troops the Glory Warband had encountered before. They were elites who had survived the war against the Iron Horde.
Even the Kor'kron Legion would suffer enormous casualties if they wanted to take down these ten thousand Lightbound Draenei. That was why they had never managed to seize control of the Dark Portal.
As these Lightforged Draenei stood guard, they suddenly spotted a force approaching the Dark Portal and immediately went on alert. Archbishop Yrel had told them that everyone from Azeroth was an enemy. Their mission was to hold the entrance to Azeroth for the Army of the Light and wait for the Light to purify this unclean world.
But as the other side drew closer, they realized they were not the Horde races they had encountered before, but Draenei of their own kind. The person leading them was even more familiar—the supposedly dead Draenei prophet, Velen.
"It's Prophet Velen!"
"Light above, the Prophet is still alive."
"The Naaru must have shown us a miracle. We must report this to Archbishop Yrel!"
Before the Naaru had arrived, Prophet Velen had already been one of Argus's leaders. From their escape from Argus until now, he had remained the leader of the Draenei. One could easily imagine Velen's status in the hearts of the Draenei.
Even though Archbishop Yrel had become the new leader of the Draenei in this parallel world and led them all to become Lightbound through the infusion of the great