The endless barren land, the dark and distorted sky, and the colorful clouds surging overhead like ethereal energy. In the distance, many planets, large and small, can be seen, which seem so close and within reach, yet so far away. Under the dark sky, an elven ranger stood on the red earth, she wore very few clothes, her figure was extremely slender, a short dagger hung on her slightly upturned hips, and a long bow was behind her back, walking alone in this barren land.

Sylvanas!

Ares recognized her almost immediately, he wanted to run, but found that he couldn't take a step, he wanted to scream, but found that his throat could not make a sound, as if some strange force had robbed him of the power to speak.

It was like an invisible wall of air between him and Sylvanas in front of him, and suddenly, with all his strength, Ares screamed, and the voice came from deep in his throat, breaking the silence and exploding.

However, the dreamlike image was gone, and in its place was a dark room, with a crow in the window startled by its own howl and let out a cry of sorrow.

It turned out to be a dream......

Ares woke up, Gianna was getting up from the bed, and apparently, she was also awakened by Ares's action. Opening her hazy sleepy eyes, Gianna gently hugged Ares......

"What? Another nightmare? ”

She leaned over in her soft pajamas, pressed against Ares's back, and whispered softly, as if to comfort. And Ares didn't even know if he had called Sylvanas' name just now, but judging from Gianna's movements, it seemed that he was just a primitive roar just now, and he didn't call out a specific name. Otherwise, Gianna would not still be so intimately leaning on herself, she seemed to be still asleep, with a hint of happiness on her face.

"Hmm...... A very unreal dream......"

Holding Gianna's soft and slender hand, Ares said lightly. When she turned her head, Gianna's hair instantly came to her senses, a familiar smell that she was used to in Gilneth. Whispering softly on a rainy night, she and Gianna confide in each other, her long hair spread on the mattress, the warm breath, the gentle skin kiss. It's just that occasionally, illusory and real dreams tell Ares that he hasn't completely forgotten the elven ranger, and sometimes, Ares really wants to call himself a scumbag. But helplessly, human feelings are so complicated. A relationship arises unconsciously, and then forgets it, but it takes a long, long time.

It's just that it's probably best not to think about her.

"You've been dreaming lately, and alas, I can't sleep well."

Gianna said, resting her head on Ares' shoulder, she was as gentle as a little girl, and Ares often had the urge to hold her in the palm of her hand and care for her. It's just that Ares also knows that her ability and appearance are not directly proportional at all, the mage's ability is strong enough to destroy an entire army, and Gianna's status and status are so high, compared to the real situation, Ares is sometimes even inferior to her. But what does it matter, now they are lovers, and they are no longer simple partners, there is no need to compare, only mutual support and trust.

"Hehe, it's me who is bad, maybe we should sleep separately......"

Ares said, kissing Gianna's little cheek. This charming little goblin immediately hugged Ares tightly and kissed a few mouthfuls to "salute" in return. "Don't." She raised her mouth and muttered. It was as if Arthas had healed her for centuries. All she wants is the present, just the life in front of her. Sometimes it is difficult for women to be satisfied, and sometimes they are very satisfied, depending on what kind of time you meet and what kind of people you meet, Ares sighed.

"Gianna, my dear, I once said that I would go with you to Kurtilas, in the villa by the sea, to watch the sunset, to watch the sunrise, to watch the ocean-going ships sail into the golden harbor. Go on a long journey, go to meet your father, and we will make our home in that blissful haven, a peaceful life, where candlelight will illuminate our bedrooms. Now, however, it seems that all this is a long way off. ”

Holding Gianna's soft arm, Ares said sadly. The moonlight spilled faintly into the room, illuminating the figures of the two snuggling up to each other.

"You mean the Brotherhood of Light?"

Gianna is not only a high-ranking mage of Dalaran, but also a very intelligent female leader. She quickly sensed Ares' thoughts, and she was present for the whole day meeting, but she didn't speak. As the royal daughter of the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind, observing words and emotions is one of her strengths.

"Hmm."

"You have a burden?"

Gianna asked softly with her chin resting her chin on Ares' shoulder.

"Well, I don't think I'm good enough for this position. My will is not strong enough, it is sometimes tenacious, sometimes it is fragile, I will have feelings of hatred, but also loss, frustration and fear...... In fact, you know, the succession of the Ember Bringer, it's just a coincidence. ”

Ares sighed. In the dead of night, only Gianna can confide, as early as Gilney, the two have developed the habit of confiding in each other, just like two injured children, in the dead of night, take off a little. Don't hang and lick each other. Licking each other's wounds.

"Alas, we are mortals, no matter how strong our strength is, we are mortals after all, as long as we are mortals, we have these weaknesses, we have these emotions and sufferings. The key is how to overcome and endure it. I remember when the plague broke out, in Dalaran, I often saw my mentor Antonidas sitting alone on the Violet Tower, looking at the starry sky, and thinking alone. When I was a child, my father used to sit alone on the bow of the ship, looking at the black sea, secretly saddened, even though on the surface he was the great hero of the League, the invincible admiral. Every big guy has his own unknown side, those vulnerabilities, only they know. So, you don't have to blame yourself too much and put too much burden on yourself. In fact, you've done a great job of impressing many people with so much to accomplish in one year. ”

Gianna said, turning to look Ares in the eye. She put Ares' hand on her chest and whispered—"You and me, and I will support you silently behind your back." ”

Pulled by Gianna like this, Ares's hand touched the edge of her soft peak again, and in addition to being moved, a hot desire and impulse struck again...... In the warm quilt, the battle is raging again......