Teridas and I fled from the library to the halls of the monastery, and the entire monastery was burning in the flames of demonic hellfire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's too big! We have to get out right now! I looked at Tyridas' bleeding arm and said aloud.

“shadow！” Tyridas ignored my advice and yelled on the ground on the other side.

Hearing this, I hurriedly followed and looked over there, and it turned out to be a black cat, trapped in the middle of the burning cabinet, half of its beard and eyebrows were burned off, and its scorched face looked very embarrassed, and it was meowing weakly.

……

I was surprised and delighted, wasn't "shadow" exactly my birthday gift to the real-life Tyridas Han Jitian?

Shadow's appearance is very distinctive, with black all over and only two eyebrows that are white.

But why is there a cat here that looks exactly like the real one?

Seeing that Tyridas was clutching his arm that was still dripping blood, he was about to go to the black cat.

I gritted my teeth and said, "I'm going to hug her!" You're waiting here! ”

Tyridas was stunned and stood still.

Seeing that he didn't answer, I added, "It's too dangerous over there, your arm can't move!" I'll go! With that, I quickly passed through the burning chairs on both sides, and followed the passage in the center of the hall to the altar.

My eyes ached from the fire around me, and I groped my way through the smoke and black fog until I finally reached the front of the wooden cabinet next to the shrine.

I waved the black smoke in front of me to see where the "shadow" was.

Just as I was about to reach for it, I was drawn by the close proximity of the arrangement, and the glass windows of the wooden cabinets were filled with a variety of lifelike artefacts: crystal statues of owls, swans carved from jade, dragonflies woven from bamboo leaves, and intricately designed sterling silver key pendants...... Each piece shone red in the light of the flames.

These things are ......!

These are all gifts I give to Terridas in reality, some of them as souvenirs from my travels, and some of them I bought when I went out with Terridas.

Behind everything, there is a memory.

But why are these things here?

Memories of reality outlined the scenes of the past, I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the crystal owl statue, just at this moment of distraction, the crystal chandelier directly above the altar was crumbling because of the fire.

"Be careful! Head! Teraidas spotted the danger and couldn't help but remind me that I was in a daze.

I woke up from my memories and looked up to see that the crystal chandelier on the roof was shaking violently from side to side, and the crystal reflected the firelight, shattering and dazzling.

I didn't dare to delay any longer, stretched out my arm, and carefully grabbed the black cat "shadow", but the next moment, the crystal lamp couldn't support it and smashed down towards the shrine.

"Ahh I let go of the chandelier, but I hit the cabinet in front of me, and the cabinet shook a little, and the artifacts immediately fell on me.

The black cat was also struck, frightened, and fled from my hand.

“shadow！” Teraidas endured the sharp pain in his arm and tried to come and help, but Shadow ran away.

I looked sadly at the objects that I once regarded as treasures fell to the ground and shattered.

At this moment, Severn's figure appeared at the door.

"Nitya, what are you doing?" Severn's voice trembled a little.

I looked at the slag of the crystal lamp shattered on the ground, and then at the broken souvenir that fell to the ground, and my nose was a little sore.

"Are you an idiot? Did you know that this is dangerous? Severn stood in the doorway, shouting through the smoke and flames.

I didn't bother to answer, and lay on the ground looking for the black cat.

A black shadow appeared on the road, and it turned out that Shadow was running in the direction of Tyridas.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from overhead.

I looked up and saw that the burned-out monastery beams had collapsed and slammed down.

"Don't!" Teridares and I exclaimed at about the same time.

In the next second, my eyes were immediately covered by mud and dust, and I coughed for a long time before I recovered from the loud noise.

"Nitya!" Severn's roar rang out: "Nydia! Where are you? ”

There was a heart-wrenching pain in my left arm, and I realized that I might be hurting, so I had to endure the pain and answer, "I...... I'm fine, I'm here. ”

Severn rushed in in the dissipated dust, and he scraped the dust with his hands, removing the wood that had fallen on me piece by piece.

I looked at Tyridas beside me, and the moment the beam fell, I could clearly see him weaving a protective barrier around me, using magic.

But...... Because of this, Shadow did not enjoy the protection of the barrier and was hit by a huge piece of wood.

At this moment, Teridares was holding the soft corpse in his arms, and Shadow did not move.

Guilt welled up in my heart, and I looked at the poor little corpse, and I wanted to comfort Tyridas: "It's only ** here, it's not reality." ”

But the words were choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"I'm sorry...... I ......" I glanced at Shadow's corpse and looked sadly at Tyridas.

"Idiot, what are you talking about? You're hurt! Severn almost roared, dragging me out of the rubble.

I then looked at my left arm, and the skin on it seemed to be burned, and it was a blur of flesh and blood.

Tyridas saw my injuries too, and he took Shadow in his arms, brushed away the debris that had fallen on him, and stood up.

"Let's go out and talk about it." He said lightly to me and Saiwen.

"Can you still stand up?" Severn looked at me with concern.

"Yes," I gritted my teeth, moved my aching legs, and stood up.

The four walls were still in flames, and the wood crackled as it burned.

Later, for many years later, in the dream world, there were probably centuries, several lifetimes.

I still think of this scene from time to time, to my left, a shadow priest with dark energy, and to my right, a teenage High Elf boy, helping me, a limping Night Elf, out of the monastery that burned with the flames of hell.

Téridas and Severn were the two most important men in my short life, and I lost them and sought them......

However, in the long course of time, I eventually lost them.