Just as Frostmourn received orders from his master to strike at the old orc, a dark green shadow swept over the snow dune, submerging the arm that Drektar was holding Arthas. When everyone on the snow hill www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" reacted, they saw a short green arrow, nailed to the same green skin of the old orc, and the delicate arrow feathers on the tail were still trembling slightly.

On this snow hill, the only one who wields a bow and arrow is the High Elf Ranger Winlessa, and Mograine angrily shouts at Winlessa, "What are you doing? Are you trying to provoke that orc and hurt His Highness the Prince? You wicked woman! As soon as Winlessa shot an arrow, she shook off her arm, which was a little sore because she had been holding the bowstring for a long time, and was scolded by Mograine, and she was so angry and aggrieved that she couldn't speak for a while, so she could only stare at Mograine, who was always disrespectful to her, and forgot to rescue Arthas.

Tirio Ferdin's heart was more attentive, and he interrupted Mograine's dirty water that he was about to continue pouring at Winlessa, and reminded, "Mograine, that orc can't seem to move. Mograini looked intently and saw that Drektar's facial expression had stiffened, and although he had been attacked, he had not retaliated against Arthas.

Mograini immediately rushed over and snapped Drektar's already stiff muscles to save Arthas. Tirio and Uther both leaned over and laid their hands on Arthas, relieved to see that the prince had not been harmed. Arthas looked at Winlessa, who had saved him—although Arthas would have been able to escape without the High Elf Ranger's arrow, the little prince smiled at Winlessa with thanks—why didn't he say it himself, you ask? Naturally, because of the sadness of Frost, who was robbed of the limelight and credit, the little magic sword was already panting with anger - I was already about to make a move, who asked you to do more? It was originally a good opportunity to ask for credit from the master, but now it is all ruined by this woman with small breasts/parts!

Wen Lesa walked over with some twist and asked in a low voice, "Little ...... Arthas, are you alright? When Arthas saw that someone had come to the door, he could only grin his teeth in spite of the frost's sorrow, and said, "It's all right, thank you, Lady Winlessa." Wen Lesa still blamed herself a little and said, "This is what I should do...... If I hadn't done my duty, you wouldn't have been held hostage by the orcs......" The High Elf Ranger remembered Mograine's grumbling.

Arthas comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's not your fault. Besides, haven't you done your best to make amends? That little arrow is the 'Pterodactyl Spike', and I should thank you for paying such a big price to save me." Wen Lesa blushed and muttered, "You...... Do you know the 'Pterodactyl Spike'? ”

Arthas nodded, explaining to Uther, Mograine, and the others, "The arrow that Lady Winlessa used to save me is a very valuable weapon for the rangers. The material used to make this arrow is made from the tail nail of a pterosaur that was extinct thousands of years ago, so it is called a pterosaur nail spike. At the base of the pterodactyl's tail nail, there is a poison sac that contains a toxin that can paralyze the whole body. However, because the creature is extinct, the arrows have become a precious consumable. ”

It dawned on Mograine that this little green arrow had the effect of paralyzing and immobilizing the body, and it was no wonder that Winlessa dared to attack the old orc at the risk of injuring the Prince of Arthas. The paladin hurriedly apologized to Winlessa, but the High Elf Ranger didn't seem to want to forgive Mograine, so he snorted and turned away. Mograini was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and didn't say anything, after all, it was his fault, and he scolded people without understanding what happened.

Wen Lesa didn't expect Arthas to know about this kind of arrow, which is not very common in the rangers, and said to Arthas with some admiration: "Arthas, you know so much. This pterosaur spike was lent to me by Sister Sylvanas. This time I arrived in Laran to deliver a letter to Prince Kael'thas because it was the first time I had left the Eversong Forest, and Sister Sylvanas was a little uneasy, so she gave me this pterodactyl spike for self-defense. This pterosaur spike was awarded to Sister Sylvanas by the Silvermoon Council after a great feat. Sister Sylvanas has always cherished this arrow, and she didn't even bother to use it when she was fighting Zujin. Originally, I had planned to return the arrow to her when I got back, but now ......" Winlessa thought about this, a little frustrated, but then shook her head - it didn't matter, if it was to complete the mission, Sister Sylvanas would definitely understand her.

Frost's sorrow said sourly, "Cut, the master is talking nonsense again." If you hadn't been shot with an arrow by the Pterodactyl Spike, you would know so much? Arthas pretended not to hear Frost's sad taunt, but looked at the short green arrow that was still stuck in Drektar's arm, making the old orc stiff like a stone sculpture, and felt a little emotion.

Frostmourn was right, Arthas learned about the origin of the Pterodactyl Spike precisely because he had been attacked by this weapon, and the person who shot his arrow was none other than Winlessa's sister, Sylvanas Windranger. In the original stream of time, the large ice box that the Lich King Neozu had taken from Frostmourn was struck by Illidan with the Eye of Sargeras. Naozu's soul power escaped from the cracks, directly weakening his power.

In this case, the determined Sylvanas Windranger has awakened from a nightmare of being mastered, and although she has been transformed into a banshee, she retains the memories of her life, vowing revenge on Arthas, who slaughtered her people and turned her into an undead.

In an elaborate ambush, Sylvanas struck Arthas with a magical arrow with a vicious curse, and with the help of Frostmourn, Arthas did not die instantly, but temporarily suppressed the power of the curse and fled under the siege of the banshees. Sylvanas didn't expect Arthas to escape for her life, and at that moment, she didn't hesitate to use the "Pterodactyl Spike" that she didn't want to use when guarding Silvermoon City.

However, the Pterodactyl Spike, which can paralyze the living, has little effect on the undead who are already dead, and Arthas was able to escape from the siege of the banshees led by Sylvanas and rush to Northrend, where he defeated Illidan and helped Frostmourn devour the soul of Neozu. Of course, in fact, Alsace did nothing...... Just bring Frost Grief to Northrend.