Along the way, they occasionally saw patrolling Storm Guards clad in silver-white armor. The two-headed divine lion emblems on their pauldrons gleamed in the sunlight. Their steps were perfectly synchronized, and they exuded a dense, murderous aura, keeping the city's order impeccably maintained.
At the end of the street, an impossibly magnificent Divine Hall came into view. It was none other than the Stormwind Divine Hall.
The Divine Hall was constructed entirely from golden bricks, soaring hundreds of feet into the air. Its roof was covered in divine glazed tiles, and countless small, sacred bells hung from the eaves. Whenever a gentle breeze blew past, they would let out a crisp and holy chime.
