"We need help! Both army corps in the Hillsbrad Foothills are losing ground. Give it another week, and Durnholde will be destroyed!"
"What about those mages? Where are the reinforcements from Kul Tiras, which claims to lead the Alliance? We're completely on our own!"
"The High Elf representative should state a position, too."
"Large numbers of demon troops have infiltrated Elwynn Forest outside Stormwind City. We're struggling to defend every front ourselves."
The conference representatives argued bitterly, none willing to give an inch. Shouts and the pounding of fists on tables filled the room. Military leaders and accomplished politicians who normally prided themselves on being gentlemen and nobles had abandoned all decorum in the face of the demons' surprise assault.
As Kul Tiras's representative and the organizer of the Alliance's high-level conference, Jaina covered her face with both hands, her head pounding.
How had Rowan dealt with these cunning, treacherous officials from the various nations? Jaina had thought she was being cautious enough, yet she had still fallen, step by step, into the traps the conference representatives had laid for her.
"Everyone, please quiet down. The Legion's surprise offensive is advancing on a massive scale. This is our most difficult hour. It clearly isn't realistic for every nation to organize a defense of its entire territory. I suggest abandoning some cities and settlements, consolidating our troops, and defending favorable terrain and mountain passes. Once the situation stabilizes, we can decide our next move." Seeing Jaina isolated and overwhelmed by the representatives' requests for aid, Prince Liam of Gilneas volunteered his position to help her out.
Grand Duke Bolvar of Stormwind City believed further argument and bickering were pointless. Demon invasion was not the only major problem facing the Eastern Kingdoms.
The Hillsbrad Foothills had suffered the worst of the Legion's