Uneventful Days

"Lord Krasus, this is the battle report from the Battlemage Corps' Seventh Squad. Please review it." Albert, clad in military attire, seemed to have just returned by teleportation. The mud stains along the sides of his boots had not yet dried.

"No rush. How is Ambermill's situation? The last report we received was far from optimistic." Krasus had remained in Dalaran recently, greatly improving the Kirin Tor Council's sluggish administrative efficiency.

"The Undead guards from Lordaeron City have probed Ambermill several times. Many of the lower-ranked mages there are growing fearful. Archmage Ataric hopes we can offer the residents of Ambermill shelter," Albert answered seriously.

"That is why you went to Silverpine Forest this time. I believe those Undead will not press too closely against Dalaran's territory in the future," Krasus explained.

"But Archmage Ataric meant that he hoped Dalaran's protective magic could extend to cover Ambermill as well. Mages have already died beneath Undead assassins' blades." Albert fully conveyed the other party's request.

"A matter of such importance requires unanimous approval from the Council of Six. New spell nodes would also need to be established. That is no small undertaking. I trust Ataric will understand the Kirin Tor's decision." Krasus's tone remained calm.

"Sylvanas's Undead have been expanding their influence throughout Silverpine Forest with all their strength. Lord Krasus, our measures are too passive." Albert hoped Krasus could relay his opinion to the High Council.

"Your previous report already mentioned this. Their strength is indeed growing, but most of them are low-ranking Ghouls and Undead mages awakening more corpses. They pose only a limited threat to Dalaran."

"Sylvanas has still kept her desires well restrained. Besides, there is the matter of Archmage Rhonin's wife. You understand, Dalaran has many considerations." Krasus was always so composed.

"Then will Dalaran remain