Before long, King Anduin Wrynn of Stormwind arrived at Wor'var with the Naaru O'ros.
"Warchief, O'ros is willing to help the Horde fight the Army of the Light, but it hopes the Horde will return the fragments of the Mother of Light, Xe'ra." Ever since Prophet Velen had brought the young prince Anduin Wrynn to study the ways of the Light aboard the Exodar, the Naaru O'ros had shown Anduin Wrynn special favor.
Now that Prophet Velen had sacrificed himself for the Draenei, O'ros had followed the Draenei to Stormwind and become extremely close to Anduin Wrynn.
Prophet Velen had been so wise. His choice to make O'ros the Naaru worshipped by the Draenei of the Exodar was enough to prove that this Naaru differed from the Mother of Light Xe'ra and the Great Naaru A'dal.
And that was indeed the case. O'ros neither demanded faith nor interfered in anything. It only offered guidance when someone came to it with questions.
Thrall frowned. At the time, he had still been the Horde's Warchief, and he had no recollection of seizing any fragments of the Mother of Light Xe'ra. "Fragments of the Mother of Light Xe'ra? Wasn't she blasted apart by Illidan? At the time, we were all focused on the arrival of Kil'jaeden the Deceiver. We never noticed where the Mother of Light Xe'ra's fragments went."
At that moment, Nazgrel coughed twice awkwardly. Too embarrassed to meet O'ros's gaze, he said, "I know where they are... They're in the trophy exhibition room above the Warchief's Hall."
"The trophy exhibition room? There are all sorts of trophies in there, but I never saw any Naaru fragments. Unless..." This time, it was Garrosh Hellscream, the current Warchief, who was stunned. After inheriting the position of Warchief, he had naturally visited the trophy