Blade Dance

He was locked in a solitary cell.Wake up every day, eat on time, take a bath within the specified time, and go to bed.During the day, the sunlight passes through the bars and draws long strips of light and shadow on the ground, which slowly tilt as time goes by.At night, gray clouds floated in the blue sky.When the wind rises, the moon emerges from the clouds.When the night lightens and the glare of the sun reappears, it means a brand new day.

From time to time there was a sound of cursing in the corridor. It was the inmates in other cells cursing, all of which were offensive words.He could also hear footsteps, which meant someone was delivering food.Nothing else.No one spoke to him, no one came to visit, no one told him when the sex was over.Stormwind Prison is far away from the main city, like a deserted island floating in the ocean far away from the mainland.He had never been so eager to hear the noise of the city, to confirm that he was still in this world.

Nothing can be done.

He thought of Lieutenant Colonel Victor Fuller standing among the crowd in the small and crowded cell in Hellfire Citadel.Even in the dark, that figure looked so tall.

But he never saw the lieutenant colonel again.

As for himself, it seemed that he broke into a strange city recklessly, becoming a burden, a different kind, being rejected and hostile.

This afternoon, he was awakened by the sound of the lock being unlocked.

Without a word two guards entered, dragged him from the ground, led him out of the cell, the prison, and pushed him into a closed carriage.During the whole process, he only heard the sound of the shackles and chains locking his hands and feet colliding and being dragged on the ground.When he looked outside again, he saw the pale marble stairs before Stormwind Keep.

The Tempest Fortress is all made of marble, and the walls inside the building are hung with azure brocade that symbolizes the alliance.The fortress is old and solemn, with a long history, and the wooden doors connecting the rooms are mottled brown.

He was taken into a conference room on the left wing of the fort.The guard gave him a push and closed the door behind him.

Sunlight shines in through the glass windows, reflecting dazzling white on the long table.At the end of the long table, a person sat quietly in the shadows.

"Please sit down."

A deep and powerful female voice, but the tone was not inviting at all.

He walked to the chair at the other end of the long table.The iron chain made a crisp sound, echoing in the empty room.

"□□Major General. I have admired your name for a long time."

The woman leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, and the sun finally hit her.Hermann didn't respond, just watched her.It was a night elf.The armor covered the upper half of her face, revealing only her emerald green eyes.The visor is opened on both sides at the bridge of the nose, covering the left and right cheeks respectively, with the tip of the nose and lips exposed.His long white hair was tied high at the back of his head, protruding from the armor and fastened with a metal ring.

The woman tilted her head slightly, and her green eyes were hidden in the armor, leaving only the cold and hard metal around.

"My name is Maiev Shadowsong. I am the warden of the night elves."

She spoke every word slowly.Herman felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He didn't know what he looked like now, maybe he was filthy, thin and haggard, maybe he was just slightly tired, his face was full of blankness and dullness.And the tone of the woman in front of him without any emotion, combined respect and indifference, like a sharp sword piercing the wound, making the oppressive feeling even more irresistible.

Humans and night elves have rarely interacted with each other.Night elves have a long lifespan, a stable society, love nature, and rarely participate in secular disputes, but their reproductive ability is weak.In fact, they only joined the Alliance during the Orc Wars 20 years ago because they were outnumbered.After the war, they had little contact with their allies.Especially after Illidan Stormrage used the power of fel energy to create the Illidari, the night elves almost cut off contact with other races because of their face.

But Hermann knew the warden.

Maiev Shadowsong was once a high priestess.This is an extremely respectable identity for her who was born in an ordinary family.However, after discovering that the mage Illidan Stormrage had gone astray, she abandoned this duty to hunt down the apostate.Shadowsong is jealous of evil and tends to extremes. No one in the entire night elf group can bear Stormrage's behavior more than her, especially after Stormrage seriously injured her own brother, Jarod Shadowsong.When she learned that Stormrage was only sentenced to rape for life rather than capital punishment, she could hardly contain her anger.But she eventually volunteered to be the prisoner's watcher, and formed a special organization for this purpose, they were called "Watchmen".

Illidan Stormrage was imprisoned for 1 years, and Maiev also endured 1 years of anger.Illidan then escaped from prison, and Maiev immediately set out to hunt him down.Stormrage then acquired the fel power of Gul'dan's skull and transformed into a demon hunter. Shadowsong searched for him even more anxiously, vowing to bring him to justice.Even though many Watchers had been sacrificed, they never hesitated.

Now that Illidan is in Outland, Herman wonders if the Warden will also lead his army through the Dark Portal without hesitation.

"It may bring up unpleasant memories, but I have some questions I hope you can answer."

Herman stared at the expressionless warden, and suddenly smiled.

"I'm just a prisoner now, you don't have to take my feelings into consideration."

The corner of Maiev's mouth seemed to move.

"It is said that you just returned from Outland not long ago. Before that, you were imprisoned by the Burning Legion in Hellfire Citadel."

Herman nodded.

"—The garrison coalition troops stationed in Outland went to the rescue, but they were attacked by the Illidari."

Herman frowned.

He said: "When we escaped from the prison, the Illidari and the coalition forces were indeed fighting, but the scene was chaotic and there were Legionnaires mixed in. I can't be sure what happened. Besides, the one who came to rescue us first..."

"So, the Illidari did attack the garrison, not sure they've joined the Legion, but they fought the Alliance and the Horde."

"situation at the moment……"

"This is information that I already know, I'm just helping you reflect on the situation at the time, I don't need you to repeat the facts or even, question it."

Hermann felt a blockage in his chest.The nightmare is repeating itself.He felt like he was struggling in a glacier that was undercurrent and surging. He hammered the thick ice on the river with all his strength, but the people standing on the ice remained indifferent in the end.

Besides, how can you prove that he is right?Because I saw it with my own eyes?Two people witnessing the same event at the same time may eventually have completely different views and come to completely contradictory conclusions.

And what makes him feel helpless the most is that he has no strength to defend the "facts" he insists on.

"How many are they?"

"what?"

"Illidari."

"I do not know."

"You were there, you saw it."

"Yes, I was there. But as I said, it was chaos. The demon hunters and the coalition soldiers, and the soldiers of the [-]th Legion around me, all fighting and dying, I didn't even have the heart to count the Illidah How many people does Ray have?"

The warden leaned back and disappeared into the shadows again.

"So, is Illidan Stormrage here?" Her voice became cold.

"I don't know what he looks like."

"No one will fail to recognize his weapon, the Warglaive of Azzinoth."

"I did not see."

The woman fell silent.Herman could feel the menacing gaze behind the armor, but he knew that the other party couldn't point out any flaws in his words.He didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't deliberately conceal it.His cold and provocative tone made Maiev Shadowsong suspect that he hadn't told the truth, just like a child who loses his temper after being touched by something sad, with a rebellious mood that made the adults feel that he was disobedient and provoking on purpose.

"I see. Thanks for your hard work, you can go."

Hermann stood up and walked towards the door.

The crisp sound of iron chains stopped in front of the door, and he turned around and looked directly at the person at the long table.Maiev was watching him too, as if anticipating his turn, anticipating what he was about to say.The young general's hair was disheveled, his face was covered with dust, his clothes were disheveled, and his exhausted body barely straightened under the weight of the chains.But his gaze was like two sharp winds.

"If you insist on going to Outland to bring Illidan Stormrage and his troops to justice,"

"Make sure you have the strength and courage to fight back the Legion, and the determination to do whatever it takes to defend Outland," Herman said.

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"I feel happy."

A dark red cloth bandage blindfolded the woman's eyes.She smiled softly.But the next moment, the red color suddenly surged, overflowed, and flowed down the cheeks, like fresh blood dripping down.A shrill scream pierced through his mind.His hands were red with blood.

"That's our mission."

"The Demon Hunter is the blade and shield of Outland."

"It doesn't matter if you use your companions as a shield, you have to go back alive."

"If you have distractions, you will die easily."

"Let's go, get out of here."

"Wake up."

There was a light and cold touch on the face, like pure white and delicate flower petals.

"It's really cheap."

"I thought you weren't coming back."

The turquoise flames exploded and spewed out, and sparks flew in all directions, quickly spreading into a monstrous sea of ​​flames, and even his war blade was reflected green by the flames.Nothing could be seen but the blinding light of the flames.The flames built a wall around him, trapping him inside.Lie Yan came up and penetrated into his shoulder, the wound was torn open again, only heart-piercing pain could be heard.

"Wake up."

"The one who gets distracted is you."

"I'm scared."

"Can't be vacant."

"Hey, wake up."

Everything is spiraling out of control.

"Hopefully we never see each other again."

He flung his eyes open.A hand came toward his face and he grabbed it.Wei Liang's skin was fine and smooth, and the other party let him grab it, without struggling, nor did he intend to withdraw his hand.

It was the person trying to wake him up, with a soft and melodious voice.It's a woman.He reacted.There were bursts of tingling pain from his body, and the wound that had not fully healed was screaming.He didn't know what he was like now, and he didn't even have a clear consciousness when he woke up.He only heard the woman say:

"What's wrong? It's not his hand, disappointed?"

The author has something to say: Note: The story of Illidan Stormrage is very long and somewhat complicated. A small part is borrowed here, with some changes (?) Please refer to Du Niang for the complete story line.