Arthas had already entered Quel'Thalas, and word of what had befallen the Kingdom of Lordaeron had spread throughout the High Elf Kingdom. The human prince's deeds left countless high elves speechless.
"Darling, another report from the scouts." Alleria told her husband that more news had arrived from outside. In Alleria's eyes, even if the humans entered Quel'Thalas, the disparity in strength between high elves and humans meant Arthas would gain nothing.
Alleria looked over the report, finding it somewhat hard to believe. "The army led by that human prince appears to be undead. All of An'owyn has been slaughtered, and the Moon Crystal Temple has been destroyed as well. Our scouts found the belongings of Koltira, An'owyn's highest-ranking garrison commander, on the outskirts of An'owyn. Councilor Dar'Khan has presumably fallen, too. Those human sorcerers can awaken corpses, making soldiers killed in battle rise again to fight for them."
"They headed straight for An'owyn. These living dead certainly came prepared. Their next stop is probably An'telas," Patrick added. "It seems we need to go meet this human prince."
"Where did the humans get the courage to attack us directly?" Alleria was still thinking as she always had. After all, Patrick had traded with Lordaeron for years. Humans were always humble before the high elves; only the high elves acted overbearing.
"Who knows? If he can launch a war outright, he must have something to rely on. Actions that defy common sense must have their own particular significance." Patrick was still working through his calculations. "Relay my orders. Have all of Sunlight City's troops stand by. We're going to meet this human prince. Also, send word to the Silvermoon Council and Sunstrider Tower. Send this battle report back to Silvermoon City."
Upon receiving their orders, all the elves readied their forces and