A glowing green rift splits the sky, separating a world of honor from one of survival. On the ramparts of Stormwind, the salt wind stings as Anduin Lothar stands watch, his worn leather creaking with every breath. Beside him, the young mage Khadgar clutches his notes, while the Guardian Medivh arrives, his immense power held in quiet restraint. This is a kingdom bracing for a war it cannot yet ...
