Rex had not been gone long before he returned-roughly fifteen minutes altogether. When he came back, he was no longer alone. The Archmage followed behind him, the two returning one after the other.
Sylvanas studied the Archmage, her eyes as sharp as an eagle's. A hero. The Archmage's strength was plain to her, raising her assessment of Gilneas's power another notch. The clouds shrouding Gilneas had begun to disperse thanks to its recent series of moves, but now she discovered that Gilneas held even more secrets.
This was a Heroic Powerhouse she had never heard of. She carefully searched her memories. Sylvanas had made a point of reviewing information on Gilneas, and she remembered all its powerful figures. She had even taken note of people like Ulysses and Osborne, whose strength was not particularly impressive.
There was not a single trace of information about this Heroic Powerhouse. That meant he had been kept hidden until now. If he had merely concealed his true appearance and emerged under a new identity, that was one thing. But if Gilneas had cultivated him directly, that was a terrifying prospect.
Every Heroic Powerhouse was unique. Each had a legendary history of their own, enough to fill a biography.
If someone could become a Heroic Powerhouse without undergoing trials, that was frightening. It meant Gilneas could gain many more Heroic Powerhouses in the future.
"Time is precious. Archmage, open a portal to the most recently marked location." Once Rex reached the Frost Dwarves and Sylvanas, he dispensed with pleasantries and gave the order directly.
Sylvanas glanced at the Archmage. The sudden appearance of a Heroic Powerhouse was rather shocking, but she still harbored doubts about him. Even Kael'thas could not establish a portal, and he was currently at mid-hero strength. That left her skeptical. Still,