Mage Morris

The Kirin Tor Council did not receive the Silver Dawn's report until after the tide of Undead in the Eastern Plaguelands had receded. Krasus looked shocked, Mage Modera seemed deep in thought, and everyone else had their own concerns.

The battlefield mages Dalaran had stationed at Light's Hope Chapel suffered devastating casualties under the attacks of the high-ranking necromancer Heigan. Including the mages previously killed in Gargoyle ambushes, only four of the original twenty-member mage corps remained.

Heigan's vicious undead magic struck down every mage who had yet to enter the Exemplar Tier in a single blow, leaving no chance of rescue.

Had the human spirits not appeared unexpectedly, the mage corps would have been annihilated, and the Silver Dawn would have met the same fate. Having suffered grievous losses, the Silver Dawn now needed the Scarlet Crusade's aid to continue holding on in the Plaguelands.

"The original balance in the Plaguelands has been broken. The Scourge now has complete control of the situation. We need to increase our support for the Silver Dawn and send more elite mages into battle. We cannot allow the disasters of the past to repeat themselves." Though Councillor Krasus was truly a Red Dragon, he possessed the strongest sense of responsibility among the Kirin Tor Council.

"I have no objections. I only hope this has not disrupted everyone else's magical research. Convening the Council of Six is always so difficult."

Modera recalled Roderick's warning. The situation was developing in the worst direction, just as he had predicted. The Undead army of Northrend had poured out in full force, and the Silver Dawn had nearly been completely destroyed. The Memory Crystal she had kept all this time finally had a use.

Several days later, within a white tower, Remilia went through the formalities of requesting