Sunlight City slowly moved toward the Eastern Plaguelands. After the great battle, everyone recuperated aboard the floating city. Once it reached Quelrins, they could lead their troops home.
The ruins of Sunwell Plateau could be left to the people assigned to handle them earlier, and everyone enjoyed a rare day of leisure.
It had to be said that the High Elves lived outrageously extravagant lives. After staying there for just a day, the Alliance and Horde leadership all felt that the High Elves lived far too comfortably. There had been a reason the Kingdom of Lordaeron was the strongest back then.
The whole of Sunlight City could be called luxurious even by elven standards. Even the sofas and recliners provided for guests were made of enchanted cedar wrapped in silk, carved with elven patterns, and covered in gilded patent leather that glittered gold.
As with anything from Quel'Thalas, gold, red, and white were always the primary colors, and luxury came standard.
"Regent Cabrolon, we have ample materials ready and can begin at any time." As previously agreed with Patrick, Saragoss had brought the materials for building the Turbulence Needle. Once completed, it would serve as an Arcane Device. Patrick would also construct a Spatial Arcane Sequence around it, giving it functions such as guiding, collecting, shaping, stabilizing, linking, and dispersing arcane energy.
"Begin." The agreement made at the Sunwell still stood. "Once the floating city heads for Northrend, I will fulfill my promise and meet Malygos in person to help clear up your questions."
"The Aspect of the Blue is still fairly emotionally stable, but from time to time, he enters an inexplicable state of stillness, as though he has fallen into deep meditation."
Judging by Saragoss's words, Yogg-Saron was probably still frantically working to beguile Malygos, and the prison