The anchor point was in Southshore, while the spell was cast off the coast of Kul Tiras. Jaina teleported the Combined Fleet's entire command staff and bodyguards to Jadefire Town.
Kainings and Halliwell had never dealt with Garithos. The City Guard Army Corps had been founded after the Second War, and none of them knew it very well.
At the military conference, Rowan had recounted how the Second Fleet's warships had "joined forces" with the Royal Fleet to drive back the Zandalari warships. Halliwell and Kainings each took a step back, leaving all negotiations to Rowan.
What a pain in the ass. Garithos's performance in their previous naval battle had nearly made Rowan throw up.
There was definitely something wrong with that man's head.
But as a member of the Alliance, Rowan could not cling to a personal grudge. No matter how deep his hatred ran, he had to put it aside. They still had a war to fight.
As they entered Jadefire Town, the City Guard's logistics troops were distributing food. The army had requisitioned the townspeople's homes to serve as wards for the wounded.
The wounded and medical staff could not all go to the barracks for meals, so Garithos had simply ordered Hilton to distribute some of the food to the residents and have them cook for the wounded.
Soldiers delivered food from door to door, with designated personnel keeping records. The process was well organized. The only unfortunate detail was the rotten stench wafting from the supply carts.
Rowan gave Kainings a meaningful look, and Kainings stopped a cart distributing food.
The City Guard Army Corps soldier noticed Kainings's green leather uniform and the Kul Tiras medal he voluntarily displayed, and greeted him politely.
"Sir, this is just an ordinary food cart. There's nothing much to