The Kaldorei had no lamps.
More precisely, the Kaldorei had no oil lamps.
Perhaps there had been things like oil lamps during the primitive age of the former Kaldorei Empire, but once the arcane was introduced into daily life, the ancient Kaldorei used arcane light sources for illumination.
After the Kaldorei's arcane age came to an end, this fortunate race swiftly embraced nature once more. They revered nature, and nature favored them in return.
All manner of natural lighting replaced arcane illumination. Glowing seeds, luminous little animals, and the like became their sources of light.
Of course, in certain remote areas or places without the conditions for it, the Kaldorei still used lighting tools such as oil lamps.
Elves like Shandris, Fandral, and Tyrande, who had lived from ancient times to the present, naturally knew of oil lamps.
Everyone quietly watched the God-King, knowing he would not bring up something irrelevant for no reason.
"We all know this. When lighting an oil lamp, you have to keep adding oil to it. If you go too long without adding oil, the flame will go out!"
"Adding oil to an oil lamp is called refilling the lamp."
"I am saying this to make an analogy."
Tonatiuh looked at the few elves.
"By now, we all know that the Burning Legion and the demons are relentlessly determined to destroy our world. So much time has passed since the War of the Ancients, yet the demons have never abandoned their plans to destroy our world!"
"For over ten thousand years, the elves have done very well. You ensured that there was no opening for demons to land on Kalimdor!"
"Over here in the Eastern Kingdoms, humans and your distant kin have also done well. For thousands of years, you have kept demons from laying