Sylvanas explained why she had come, trying to ease the Garrison Commander's unease. "Troll forces have already overrun Dawnstar Spire. All the troops I brought retreated from Farstriders Camp and Dawnstar Spire. Farstriders Camp may already be occupied by trolls now. We need to organize a defense near Suncrown Village to prevent the trolls from threatening Eversong Woods."
The Garrison Commander of Suncrown Village looked bewildered again. "The trolls are attacking us at a time like this too? What on earth is happening? Are we facing an attack from both east and west?"
At this point, Sylvanas realized something was wrong. The Garrison Commander of Suncrown Village seemed to be talking about something different. Had news of the orc attack reached Suncrown Village so quickly? That seemed a little too fast.
Sylvanas carefully explained the situation to the Garrison Commander. Finally, when she asked what he knew, he said nothing and took her straight to a high point in Suncrown Village. Looking west, she saw thick smoke billowing up in the distance, covering the entire western sky like a dark canopy.
Beneath the thick smoke, fierce flames raged along the line between heaven and earth. Firelight flickered amid the smoke, like a furious fire dragon spewing angry flames all around, while smoke, dust, and ash spread everywhere.
Sylvanas immediately thought of the black ashes she had seen during the retreat. They had not come from trolls setting fires up ahead at all. Goldenmist Village and the surrounding forest had been burned down, and the ashes had drifted on the wind as far as Sunscar Peak.
"That's... Goldenmist Village." Sylvanas could not help growing tense. If Goldenmist Village had already been burned down, she had reason to believe that the orcs' next target would be Suncrown Village, after which they would