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In Darnassus, guilt and fury drive a king into the wilds. Beside him, another haunted ruler hunts under the same moon. Varian Wrynn and Genn Greymane, the Lion and the Wolf, meet not as allies, but as predators circling the same wound. Their clash will carve the shape of things to come.

While they hunt, Tyrande Whisperwind prepares for war, her faith strained by silence from the goddess she serves. Malfurion’s warnings go unheeded, and the first ships set sail for Ashenvale, where prophecy and fire wait to meet.

In the heart of Darnassus, Jarod and Maiev Shadowsong uncover a truth darker than murder, an unseen malice that stalks both Elf and Worgen alike. And deep in the forests of Ashenvale, Garrosh Hellscream’s Horde descends on Silverwing, bringing ruin and flame to the Sentinels who stand alone.

This is the moment when kings become beasts, faith becomes burden, and war begins not with armies but with a single hunt...

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Under moonlight and tension, the Alliance gathers in Darnassus. What should have been a council of unity becomes a test of pride, grief, and power. Malfurion Stormrage struggles to hold together the vision of peace his people desperately need. Tyrande Whisperwind stands between faith and fury, her patience tested by the rising heat of human tempers. Maiev Shadowsong, once exile and jailor, watches from the margins, a ghost of vengeance as she hunts for killers on the loose.

Genn Greymane’s remorse meets Varian Wrynn’s anger, and the echoes of Anduin’s light cannot drown the storm that follows. Words become weapons. Oaths begin to splinter. And while the Alliance quarrels beneath sacred boughs, the forests of Ashenvale burn with the first volleys of Garrosh’s war.

This is the breaking point, where kings clash not for conquest, but for the soul of the Alliance itself.

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The forests of Ashenvale stir once more. In the uneasy calm after the Cataclysm, Malfurion Stormrage and Tyrande Whisperwind stand at the center of a gathering storm, not just of armies, but of politics, pride, and survival.

The Horde’s expansion under Garrosh Hellscream reaches deep into Kaldorei lands, as Silverwing Outpost falls under relentless assault. Su’ura Swiftarrow and her Sentinels hold their ground in the rising mist, unaware they are the first to face a campaign that will shake Kalimdor.

In Darnassus, Maiev Shadowsong returns to a homeland transformed, watching the once-unified night elf leadership strain under the weight of crisis. Old wounds between Maiev and Tyrande resurface, just as new threats gather on their borders. Malfurion’s calls for balance clash with the hard realities of war, and Tyrande must walk the line between diplomacy and defiance.

This is not a single battle. It is the opening act of Wolfheart, where the Kaldorei leadership faces invasion, internal division, and decisions that will echo far beyond Ashenvale’s trees. The drums have begun to beat, and their rhythm will change the course of the Alliance