At midnight, outside Theramore, beside the road leading to the city and Dustwallow Marsh, dozens of disguised elite soldiers were making their final preparations to infiltrate.
This was a joint force from Stormwind City, Kul Tiras, Lordaeron, Ironforge, and Nordrassil. Every soldier selected was a true elite of their race. Their objective was to infiltrate Theramore City, now in utter chaos, and search for news of the racial leaders.
The war had been raging for five days, and the entire world was in turmoil. So far, however, the focus of the war remained on rescuing the leaders. Yet neither the Alliance legions nor the Horde armies would allow the other side to enter Theramore first. Around the city, countless naga had surrounded it in layer upon layer.
The city was now like a terrifying beast with its jaws wide open, devouring every champion or madman who dared enter.
Anduin fastened the buckles of his gauntlets tightly, then slung Truthguard, radiant as a sun, across his back and secured the sharp Oathkeeper to a leather loop at his waist. Not far from him, Kul Tiras's princess, Fina Goldensword, had finished honing her pair of ice-like shortswords. She tucked three exquisite repeating firearms into her belt and strapped a slender, sharp Serpentine Longsword to her back, armed to the teeth.
Normally, people of the prince's and princess's standing would never have been allowed to take part in such a dangerous operation. With the kings missing, they were practically the symbols of their entire nations. But the situation was grave, and only Fenna could use the Proudmoore family's arcane secret. That secret was essential to finding the missing leaders.
As for Anduin, the little prince's fighting prowess now ranked among the best in all of Stormwind City. He had fought in the War