Jaina had never been to Karazhan before. When she teleported here, the sight left her dazzled for a moment.
Everything today had happened far too quickly. She had only wanted to read in the garden for a while and enjoy an afternoon of sunshine and apples. How had the world turned upside down just ten-odd minutes later?
She was at a loss, and she had not even packed her belongings in Dalaran yet!
"Don't worry, Your Highness. The professor is a very good person." Hermione smiled and took Jaina's hand, playing the friendly role as someone her own age. "Your family must want you to grow stronger too, right? The professor will definitely make arrangements for you."
"I'm just having trouble keeping up with all these changes."
Jaina sighed and looked around. This place looked like an enormous library, with walls hundreds of meters tall in every direction, all of them made of bookshelves.
Arcane constructs and flying tools were cleaning the place, keeping everything in perfect order. There were more objects glowing with magical radiance here than in Dalaran; even the dust in the air seemed filled with ripples of magic.
But Jaina was a princess, the daughter of the sea, and she had never lacked courage. She glanced at everyone, then bowed to Deathstroke.
"Master, then please continue guiding me from now on. I'll study hard."
"Of course. I wouldn't joke around with someone else's future. The Alliance will be relying on you in the future. Khadgar, tell Moroes to prepare lunch. Once we're done eating, we'll go grind dungeons and level up."
Su Ming smiled and hung a Chainsword on Jaina's back. A Space Marine's weapon was enormous; in an ordinary person's hands, it was practically a two-handed sword. This was his gift for their first meeting.