Tandred had agreed to Patrick's request, and the entire aircraft carrier fleet left Kul Tiras, setting out for the Blasted Lands.
They would soon be heading to Outland, and Patrick was actually a little nervous-or perhaps excited.
Amid the maneuvering between Outland's many powers, Patrick still needed to find a path for the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas. Draenei, fel orcs, Mag'har orcs, ogres, gronn, goblins, humans, demons, naga, and ethereals-all sorts of powers were entangled in the shattered world of Outland, creating its current brief period of harmony.
According to Mathis, Tempest Keep was now in a difficult position. Kael'thas had established contact with Kil'jaeden and naturally grown estranged from Illidan. Illidan also already knew that the four blood elves on the Illidari Council were there to monitor him. He simply felt it beneath him to bother with a junior like Kael'thas. Had he wished it, Kael'thas would long since have died in Outland.
To Illidan, a hero who had lived for ten thousand years and begun making his name in ancient times, only one person in all of Quel'Thalas could stand as his equal: the late Dath'Remar Sunstrider. Everyone else was ultimately a junior in his eyes.
The specifics would have to wait until they entered Outland. Was Kil'jaeden easy to fool? The answer was no. How could she, known as the Deceiver, be easy to deal with? Much of the time, she only resorted to schemes because she could not be bothered to act personally, the exact opposite of Archimonde's approach. Still, demons were extremely cunning creatures. Nothing they said or did could be trusted.
To take the simplest example, Archimonde liked to end his enemies' lives personally. What he enjoyed most was crushing them with brute force. Those unfamiliar with him thought he was a warrior-type demon. If