"ILLIDAN could be here" she thought, "I've never been in this barrow den before. There could be ILLIDAN anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her bare thighs. "I HATE ILLIDAN" she thought. Kaldorei wind chimes tinkled around her entire moonsaber, making it purr even as the 19 silver moonberry juice circulated through her powerful thick veins and washed away her (merited) fear of demons after dark. "With a moonsaber, you can go anywhere you want" she said to herself, out loud.