"I remember you two barely meeting, but you certainly know how to argue," Sylvanas said as she came through the door carrying food and wine. "Come on, tell me. How exactly are we going to lose our kingdom and our people?"
"Don't you already know? Fewer than one in ten High Elves survived, and they even renamed themselves Blood Elves. How is that any different?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said.
"Do we really have no chance of winning?" Sylvanas asked as she laid out the food.
"None!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said firmly.
"Be more specific," Sylvanas said.
"All right! Let me run the numbers for you. Suppose we and the undead each have six hundred soldiers, and both armies wipe each other out at a one-to-one ratio. In the end, though, the undead can raise all our fallen warriors. So we're all dead, while they effectively haven't lost a single soldier. And if they can also raise the undead they originally lost, they might end up with even more."
Yu Lin Bloodhawk continued, "Now suppose our soldiers are exceptionally brave, and each kills two undead before dying. The undead then raise our three hundred fallen soldiers and fight us again. After we kill them all, we have only a hundred and fifty left. Then they raise another hundred and fifty of our fallen soldiers, and the cycle continues. How many soldiers do we have left in the end? I'd like to ask you how we're supposed to fight this war. Where does this slim chance of victory you keep talking about come from?"
"We burn all our fallen warriors' bodies so the undead can't raise them!" Alleria said.
"Good idea! But I forgot to tell you: even without bodies, as long as the undead collect their souls, they can still raise