"Her heart is a crater, and we have filled it." - Il'gynoth, Heart of Corruption

One night in Dalaran, the Council of Six gathered in the Violet Citadel for a meeting. As they prepared to discuss the first order of business, what felt like a powerful shockwave hit the city. All members fell to the ground.

"What's happening?" Archmage Vargoth exclaimed.

The council members slowly got up. Archmage Khadgar thought it was an attack on the city, but strangely, none of them could hear any people screaming.

"I don't know... everything is too quiet now..." Khadgar answered.
"Yes, strange, but I sense a familiar presence," Kalec said.

The doors slammed wide open as Lady Jaina stormed the citadel.

"Jaina! What's the meaning of this?" Archmage Modera demanded to know.
"Leaders of the Kirin Tor, I have repeatedly sent petitions demanding access to the Council's library, yet you have stubbornly refused to grant it to me..." she coldly answered.
"That library is exclusive to members of the Council of Six. And you're no longer part of that council, remember?" Modera reminded Jaina, "You were not cast out, you left... willingly. So you truly have no excuse."
"Jaina, what is it that you want?" Khadgar asked trying to calm her down.
"The Old God Ss'Oros has awakened and he must be defeated."
"Jaina, we've been through this. There is n..."
"Magni has deceived you. All of you. And I will prove it by any means necessary. Now, Archmage Khadgar, I demand access to all of the scrolls that were recovered from the assault on Antorus."
"The ones recovered from the Antoran High Command's libraries?"
"Precisely."
"Jaina," Modera interjected, "those scrolls are still seeped in fel magic. They are not for everyone to take as they please. Besides, you and what army is going to take them? The guards are coming to take you into custody and even if you fight them, it's 6 against 1, and one of us is a blue dragon. Stop this foolishness at once."

Jaina smiled.

"I knew I'd have this kind of trouble so I prepared a little spell before I got here. Everyone in Dalaran has been frozen in time for the next 10 minutes, no guard is coming any time soon."
"Yet, we are no so easily frozen in time," Khadgar replied, "why don't we just sit down and discuss this matter like mature adults..."
"The time for talk has long passed, I will deal with Ss'Oros myself. The scrolls please... or else..."
"Or else what?"
"Or else the city falls. Literally."

A strange force shook the city again. Something was off.

"Yes, I did forget to mention, the magic keeping the city stable is no longer reliable for the time being. Rather than waste your energy trying to apprehend me, I'd suggest you focus all your power just keeping the city afloat. Or at least ensuring that it lands softly. Your choice really, but make it quick. You don't have much time left."
"Fine, you do realize there will be consequences for this later down the line, right?" Archmage Runeweaver asked as the Council began channeling the spell to stabilize the city, leaving Jaina to walk around the Violet Citadel unopposed.

At that exact moment, a man walked into the Citadel... Turalyon...

"Hey, what's all the commotion you guys?" he asked.
"Stop her, Turalyon! Stop Jaina!" Modera shouted.
"High General Turalyon, I don't know why my spell didn't affect you or how you knew I'd be here but..."
"Wait... What?" Turalyon asked confused, "I'm just here on vacation. I went to the bathroom and when I came out, everyone was frozen in place... Quite an odd experience really."

Modera sighed.

Jaina facepalmed. Damn those Saronite plated walls inside the Legerdemain bathroom, what were they thinking?

"Lord Turalyon, listen to me," Modera shouted, "Jaina is A-TTA-CKING our city. Stop her now!"
"Oh... okay," he unsheathed his weapon, "Lady Jaina Proudmoore, you have a right to remain silent and..."
"Not if you want to see Alleria again, Turalyon."

Turalyon flew into a rage.

"What have you done to her, Jaina?"
"I caught her spying on me. So I took her prisoner. You'll find her safe and sound on the island of Kul Tiras, my homeland... if you stand down that is."

Turalyon stood down.

Jaina waltzed right into the library, took the scrolls she needed then went off. The Council managed to stabilize the city and prevent its fall from the sky.

Several days later...

The Council of Six met with Turalyon and also summoned other champions to discuss what to do further about Jaina.

Thrall, Prophet Velen and Thalyssra were the ones that answered the call. Thrall had been deeply concerned with Jaina's behavior since the destruction of Theramore. Velen saw Jaina's actions as potentially destabilizing to the Alliance even more than King Anduin Wrynn's decision to allow unlimited numbers of Horde refugees into Stormwind. Thalyssra... well she was just really really bored back in Suramar now that all the Arcwine was gone.

"They have Alleria. My wife! Jaina and Kul Tiras will pay for this!" Turalyon said.
"She attacked the city with her time warping spell and put everyone in danger!" Modera said.
"Everyone please calm down. I will speak with King Wrynn myself and Lady Jaina will be dealt with," Velen assured the injuried parties, "but I have to confess, I'm much more interested in these scrolls."
"I agree," Thrall said, "Jaina is many things but she is not crazy."
"I don't know. She hasn't been herself since the destruction of Theramore," Archmage Runeweaver said.
"Perhaps, but maybe we should take a closer look at this Old God problem. If she's willing to launch an attack on Dalaran then maybe there is a threat we've been underestimating all along..."
"What do these Antoran scrolls contain?" Velen asked the Council.
"We haven't had time to read through it all, but from what I remember, it's detailed information about all of the worlds the Legion has invaded or has tried to invade. Reports, compiled to serve the interests of the Antoran High Command," Modera replied.
"So," Velen replied, "I think I see where this is going..."
"You are the prophet after all."
"These scrolls may contain information about Old God infestation on different worlds, including Azeroth. If anyone knows anything about this Old God Ss'Oros, it's probably the Legion itself. Jaina thinks these scrolls will contain enough information required to defeat him."
"Very plausible, Velen."

Velen thought for a moment.

"I propose that we investigate this Ss'Oros threat further, do it the proper way and bring Lady Jaina to justice. Turalyon, speak with King Anduin Wrynn and prepare an invasion of Kul Tiras. Archmage Khadgar will accompany you."
"Right," Turalyon agreed.
"Right," Khadgar agreed.
"Me, Thrall and Thalyssra will travel back to Antorus to find out what the Legion knew about Ss'Oros. We will then find out what his plan is, if he has a plan, thwart his plan and eventually confront him."
"Uh..." Thrall said, "How are we going back to Argus? The portal closed behind us."

Velen looked funny at him and said...

"Wormhole generator of course, Thrall."
"I don't know how to use it. This looks complicated."
"Neither do I, but I know someone who can teach us how in two minutes..."
"You sure that's safe?" Thrall asked.

"Don't be such a chicken, Thrall," not-Garrosh said.

"Sure," Velen replied.