Though she had never seen a living Naaru with her own eyes, Yrel had gained a deep understanding of these creatures of the Light through both Draenei traditional education and Ye Ting's lessons. She also deeply understood the bond between them and the Draenei race.
Without the slightest hesitation, it could be said that the Naaru were great benefactors to the Draenei.
Although Ye Ting's teachings had made Yrel no longer a simple, naive girl and given her the ability to think independently, and although she harbored doubts about the Naaru's motives for saving the Draenei and founding the Army of the Light to fight the Burning Legion, she still felt grateful toward the three Naaru who had saved the Draenei.
The Naaru before her was clearly one of them.
At the same time, she realized that this Naaru was the one that had been calling to her all along.
With that thought, she could not help taking two steps forward and gently reaching out, trying to communicate with the alien creature before her.
"May I ask, Lord Naaru, what is your name?"
Yet there was no response.
The creature merely bobbed gently up and down, emitting a faint azure glow from its entire body amid waves of music.
"What is it saying?" a Draenei asked.
Naaru had no vocal organs and could not speak. They usually communicated through some form of telepathy, and Velen had always been the Draenei Naaru's chosen interlocutor.
But now, the Naaru had clearly chosen Yrel.
Yrel shook her head without answering, though she frowned.
Having mastered the magic of Soul Materialization, Ye Ting was exceptionally sensitive to souls. As he listened to the music emitted by the Naaru, he felt a measure of discomfort in his heart. The music was interfering with him, as