World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

On the meadows of Nagrand.

Sylvanas ran forward desperately, her already dead heart beating fast. Faster, faster, the target was ahead.

She had to hurry or it might be too late.

Just when her graceful arms were about to touch it.

"ha!"

A very familiar roar came from behind her, and her heart immediately sank, he was coming.

After all, she took a step slower.

Nergo was seen running forward gradually from her sight. No matter whether it was a branch or a stone, he didn't stop his pace for a moment. He was getting closer and closer to his prey. Finally, he leaped forward and used the weapon in his hand. The dagger cut open the flesh of the prey, and the stupid beast fell in front of him.

He lay on the body of the beast, pressing it firmly to ensure that it would not escape. The dagger in his hand scratched its neck and throat. After a while, the beast's struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally Until he died, he turned over and lay on his back and laughed: "I won this time."

Yes, he won.

When he noticed that her eyes were staring at him, he said: "You said, no magic, no external help, just a dagger, but I am still stronger than you."

The corners of his mouth curled up, looking very happy to win against Sylvanas. After all, he had lost too many times.

Sylvanas's flexible and strong body was faster than him, and she was just a little ahead of him every time, giving him the feeling that he could win if he just worked harder.

He didn't know if this was Sylvanas's bad taste or if the gap between them was really only that small, but this time he won.

"Yes." She squinted at him, "The little orc finally won, but I seem to have won more times."

He did not deny this. Warsong orcs had their own pride, but this pride did not mean they could not afford to lose.

In the recent hunting, they found an interesting way to play, which is to give up all external help and magic. Sylvanas does not use bows and arrows, Nelgo does not rely on spells, and traps are thrown aside, simply using The physical fitness is more terrifying than the beasts to hunt down the chosen big guys, and the winner who kills the beast first can make a small request to the loser that is not too much.

"Whatever you say, but since I won this time, it's my turn to make the request." Nergo snorted and began to slowly peel off the hide.

"Do you want me to have a barbecue? Or sing you a song?" She said softly: "After all, this is all you can think of."

Who do you look down on? Singing...is it the elegy of the Highborne? Nergo still remembers the props he used to brush, which seemed like several banshees floating in the air and singing?

Nergo looked at Sylvanas and hesitated for a moment, "Forget it, let's roast these meats first."

Hum.

"I knew you had nothing new to say." She looked at Nergo with a smile, he was really a simple orc.

He blurted out: "That's not what I meant to ask for."

"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows, "Have you come up with any interesting conditions?"

Nergo was speechless. If he had said it earlier, why bother now.

Tsk, Sylvanas was about to say, how about I sing a song for you, then she heard him say: "How about one more time, this time it's night, let's go to a different place."

Sylvanas didn't know how to describe Nergo, but she nodded anyway. He wanted to continue to get closer by playing such a boring little game with her?

But doesn't he know that she started this game?

The relationship between them was so wonderful that Sylvanas didn't know how to describe it.

Comradeship? It seems that he has not experienced many battles.

Friendship? If this was the scope of friendship, Sylvanas was pretty sure she should be ranked behind Garrosh.

what is that? Romantic love? Gee, the love between a beautiful woman’s body and a beast-like person is a bit shocking.

Sylvanas poked the barbecue on the fire and made a little joke: "When I win, I will ask you to repeat it with me, so maybe we can stay in the wilderness for a whole year."

If they each do not have their own important responsibilities.

"Sounds good." Nergo thought about it in his mind. This should be an exciting picture, a man and a woman, living in seclusion in the wild. It sounded like characters in some stories.

If he wasn't an orc, there's no telling if he would really be tempted.

In the dark night, Nergo put out the fire, and the two of them walked in a forest composed of huge trees.

It was dark, but the two of them didn't really need light to see the road clearly.

One has excellent night vision and sense of smell, while the other simply doesn't care about the darkness.

"Why are you so stunned?" Sylvanas said.

"Nothing, have you seen a wolf before?" Nergo asked.

She didn't ask Nergo what he was thinking. Rather than asking him to answer, it would be better to guess by herself, provided that this matter would not affect their relationship.

In that case, it would be better to open the door. Nergo said so, and she planned to do so.

"Not only have I seen them, I have also hunted them a lot." Sylvanas said to him, "But I'm sure the wolves I'm talking about are not the same thing, because no matter what kind of beasts there are in your world, It appears to be much more dangerous, and I think wolves are no exception.”

Nergo said subconsciously: "Of course, although I have never been to your world, the wolves in Draenor must be bigger and more ferocious than yours."

Wait, he seems to be from Azeroth...

Nergo realized that Azeroth was even more outrageous than Draenor, and the Trolls were just a bunch of outrageous animal gods.

Sylvanas also thought about it. She looked at Nergo and had an interesting idea in her mind: "When I take him to Azeroth in the future, I must ask him again in front of the night elves' demigods. .”

Like they call him Goldrinn?

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up.

This bitch has no good intentions.

Nergo asked her, "Are you thinking of something bad?"

"How is that possible?" Sylvanas spread her hands, "How could I harm you?"

She was slightly possessed, causing Nergo to quickly change the subject, "The beast I killed during the coming-of-age ceremony was a wolf. I rushed into the pack of wolves, and when they couldn't react..."

Sure enough, this bitch has no good intentions.

Sylvanas looked at Nelgo's random talk and found it interesting, until she saw them.

In the darkness not far away, pairs of shining eyes were looking at them.