Lore portion starts at (13:18)

The moon over Ashenvale burns red with memory. In the wake of Garrosh Hellscream’s advance, the night elves brace against a storm that no prayer can calm. Tyrande Whisperwind leads her Sentinels into the heart of the forest, where faith falters beneath firelight and prophecy waits in the silence between arrows.

Within Darnassus, the echoes of justice twist into obsession. Maiev Shadowsong hunts the shadows of her own purpose, driven by wounds that neither duty nor divinity can heal. Jarod Shadowsong follows in her wake, racing to stop a reckoning before it consumes them both.

And deep among the roots and embers, Malfurion Stormrage confronts the breaking of balance itself. The forest that once answered his call now weeps and burns, torn between vengeance and renewal....