"You really outdid yourself, Lashius." Rowan was stunned by the bastard's performance. You had a massive advantage and didn't push their base. Were you waiting for their buyback cooldowns to reset so they could turn the game around?
War really could change in an instant. Nobody could predict when the idiots on their own team would show just how low they could sink.
The King's Bay Battle, where they had held every advantage moments earlier, had turned into a fierce clash with several exchanges of fire, followed by a temporary ceasefire. Both sides would recuperate and fight the decisive battle another day.
Letting the tiger return to the mountains only created more uncertainty. Lashius really deserved to die!
If that bastard lived, he would absolutely be a ticking time bomb within the Kul Tiras Navy.
But Rowan's target now was not the Iron Tide Fleet. The seven sailing warships ahead gradually slowed. Even with the power of the loa helping them, they still fell a little short of the Steam Power Engines.
Converting the heat from burning fuel into mechanical power produced a force that drawing on the loa simply could not match.
The loa were living beings, after all. Eventually, their bodies would be drained.
"If we hadn't left just now, the battle at King's Bay would have been over. You were too reckless, Rowan." Glittering droplets clung to Jaina's long golden hair, and her soft bangs had stuck together in strands. Her eyes full of reproach, she came to demand an explanation.
I don't know how to explain this to you. Talanji and Zul aren't exactly familiar faces, after all. I can't just tell Jaina they're troll leaders of the Zandalari Empire.
That would make far too little sense. With Jaina's clever mind, she might well notice something.