"What?" Sylvanas was stunned. The tiny shred of hope she still harbored shattered in an instant. She snatched the document and eagerly read it.
Sylvanas's expression remained as composed as ever, but inwardly, her world had already been turned upside down. That brat had been right again. The humans' invitation had arrived; once the negotiations were over, it would be time to lead the troops straight into battle.
What should I do? Will my sister really elope with that Turalyon? Sister, oh, sister! Is finding a man really that hard for you? Quel'Thalas is so big-isn't there a single man here you like? Why do you have to fall for a human? Humans can live for a hundred years, but you'll live for three hundred. Are you really willing to spend two hundred years as a widow?
Alleria looked curiously at the distracted Sylvanas and asked, "What's wrong? Sylvanas, is there a problem with the document?"
"Sister, if the negotiations go smoothly and a combined army is formed, who do you think the king will send to command our troops?" Sylvanas asked after a moment's thought.
"That depends on how intense the war is. If it's only a small-scale conflict, he might just send a mage corps. If it's a major war, even our Ranger Burning Legion might be sent out. Judging from this document, the humans in Stormwind City are in dire straits. That suggests the war may be quite large, which also makes it more likely that the Ranger Burning Legion will be sent to support them."
Alleria said, "Given the current situation in Quel'Thalas, there are two Ranger Burning Legions most likely to be sent: the Farstriders and us Windrunners. The Farstriders are closer to Silvermoon City, so from the standpoint of defending against the Trolls, they're