That evening, Sylvanas, Shidewa, and Xinluoge went off to mobilize the troops and inspect the preparations aboard the ships at the harbor. Sylvanas even requested another hundred Owl Rangers from the Hinterlands Navy Department. Yu Lin Bloodhawk, meanwhile, returned to his quarters alone and sank into thought. He was searching for his heart. To be honest, he did not even know where it was. The Old Charlatan's words were too abstract. Put your heart into it, put your heart into it-it was easy enough to say, but what did putting your heart into something actually mean?
Yu Lin Bloodhawk could not sleep that night. He had always thought he had long since become part of this world, yet he had never imagined that, in other people's eyes, he was someone without a heart, someone who did not belong in this world at all.
The Old Charlatan was not the only one who had said this. Sylvanas had said the same about him. He now understood why Sylvanas insisted that he experience life-and-death moments, and why she kept dragging him onto the battlefield. She was not really looking down on him for being timid, as she claimed. What she truly wanted was for him to find that so-called heart again. As for Alleria, she seemed to have given up hope of helping Yu Lin Bloodhawk advance to the next tier. She only guided him on the finer points, telling him how to train to become stronger. Everything Alleria taught him was about making steady, rapid progress until he reached the very peak of his current tier.
None of them were wrong. Everything they said and did was for his sake. Yet he was the fool-a fool so hopeless that he could not even find his own heart.
When Yu Lin Bloodhawk