If it weren't for someone who hated him, it would have been difficult to keep this High Elf in this secluded tunnel. Winlessa resented that she couldn't rush out and take the life of her dangerous distant relative.

"There's a chance he'll come out!" It's not the first time she's asked, "I can finish him with just one hit!"

"You're going to hell before you give him an arrow!" Röm argued, "He's not like any other blood elf I've ever seen!He's desperate for magic, yes, but he's powerful enough to throw it at you or any other intruder!He's got the staff I told you about, plus his pets called Mage Slayers!"

"I'm not a mage like my husband, and those things have little effect on me!"

"You haven't seen these mage killers! Someone has modified them, and I bet the woman in black did it!"

Her eyes narrowed, "You mentioned this person, who is she?another blood elf?human mage?"

The veteran pulled out his pipe and took a few puffs, but rather than smoking, he was doing his best to calm his anxiety. "I don't have much information about her, but I have a bold guess or two. Her pale countenance made her look like her true identity might be a human, an elf, or a half-blood. ”

"It's very rare to have a mixed-race child like this, as my kids can attest. What do you mean...... What are her characteristics?"

Röhm recalled the last time he had seen the woman in the darkness - he was glad that he had only seen it from a distance, "her face was covered by a veil, but it could not hide the fact that one side of her face, sworn by my grandfather's beard, was in some places charred flesh from the fire!"

"She's a Forsaken!" Another dwarf suddenly interjected.

"She is not the Forsaken," retorted their leader, "she still has the breath of life, as crazy and evil as it seems!"

Wenlesa pondered these questions, "What's her name?"

"We didn't hear anything call her name. They treated her like she was a queen - and full of evil and ambition. The dark palatin monster was terrified of her—"

"The Black Palate Monster?"

"The Black Iron Dwarven clans of the past, at least they look somewhat similar. More like a beast than a man. They have scales like dragonman guards. Often runs on all fours. ”

"Their teeth are poisonous," Glinda offered to say.

"It's not poisonous, but the filth they eat makes you sick, and the black palate doesn't care if the food is alive or dead. ”

Wenlesa nodded. From the expression on her face. Rhom could guess that she was comparing the speed difference between her and the Black Palate. Eventually, she said, "Who do you think that witch is, and what is she doing in Grim Batory?"

"Oh, I'm guessing she's most likely from Dalaran, but that's only because I know she has magic. As for her true intentions. If it involves the mountain of fear, it must not be a good thing, as evidenced by the strange roars that are often heard. ”

He had already told her about the screams, and even about being rescued from the torture of the blood elf. Winlessa was a little interested, but only because it was about Zendari.

"I'm not going to let him go like that!" Again, she said, "Never!"

Rom sighs at her persistence, even though he also has the same character.

A scout slipped into the middle of the crowd.

"Lasker came out looking for something!" The scout shouted anxiously.

"What do you hear?" Röhm asked.

"He roared like a wolf with its fur burned on fire at the black-palate monster that followed him! At least two or three draconian guards followed him!"

The dwarven captain rubbed his bearded chin, "Lasker won't go out until that witch finds something special." He's the most powerful dragonman she's ever had, and he's the only one who can disobey your cousin's orders. If he doesn't want to listen. ”

"Maybe he knows where Zendari is?"

Rom swore an oath, "My lady, it's as stupid to go after Lasker now as you want to go after your cousin!"

"So your idea is to stay here, Rom, I feel like the bunch of nonsense that is coming out of your mouth sounds like you don't have the guts to fight someone!"

She bit her lip as she said this, clearly feeling guilty for the anger she had just lost her mind. There was silence in the cave.

Röm leaned against the wall and sipped his pipe—only to realize that he hadn't filled it with tobacco, let alone smoked—which made Röhm whisper, "I've thought about all of this." I was hesitating, yes, because something had left me breaking down a long time ago. In the time since we met you, I was going to go into the mountains of Grimbaatar, and I'm not lying. Glinda jumped around angrily, "I know! I know you're on your mind—"

"Quiet down! keep arguing like this, you're going to get those black palate monsters!"

"What is Lasker looking for?" Wen Lesa asked. "Anyone else out there?"

"Before you showed up, I thought there was no one else here but us - you saved me with a flaming arrow, didn't you?"

The Elven Ranger nodded, but absent-mindedly. "Luo Ning, could it be Luo Ning? He may be in danger!"

Rohm thought reluctantly. "The mage, he can't be here, and he's a powerful lad!"

"Probably...... But it may not be. She turned her head to the exit. "Helping me and taking charge of Dalaran at the same time was enough to exhaust him. And he wasn't prepared to lead them. But they turned to him in desperation. Tiredness and boredom are his worst enemies...... And you also feel that these mage killers are completely different from the enemies you have encountered before. ”

With some reluctance, the dwarf agreed, "It's a troublesome thing......

"I must go," she said past the other dwarves, who had not been ordered by Roma to stand still.

He let out a sigh. Throwing away his unused pipe, he checked his own axe. "Don't just sit there," Röm whispered to the warriors around Winlessa, "you think you should let her out alone?"

The other dwarves roared, and Winlessa stood up. Rom's expression became solemn, he was tired of fighting, but even more tired of being a turtle with a shrunken head. He didn't quite understand the feeling and gave up on figuring it out. The important thing is that they are ready to set off again, and it is his duty to protect his warriors from being killed.

Now that includes the Elven Ranger.

The scout who had reported Lask's message had pushed the stone away. He began to climb upwards, and Winlessa was not far behind him.

Suddenly there was a curse from above. The other warriors hesitated, all eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave. Röm pushed the others away and crawled forward: "What's it?dragonmen?blood elves?"

They made way for him. Despite relying on only one hand, Rohm climbed lightly.

He stared dumbfounded. This is a situation that is too complicated for the old dwarf......

A man fell not far from the entrance of the cave. However, it's not dragonmen, dragon beasts, and blood elves. Actually, Röhm wasn't sure what the man was, wrapped in a wide cloak. Winlessa fell to her knees in front of the man lying on the ground. Guarded—everything here could be a trap—she flipped the man's body upside down.

It's a woman...... At least no one would have expected it, not even the High Elves who knew more about the race than the Copperbeard Dwarves, who were visibly shocked by their discovery.

But at least she could call out her race, and in an instant Roma's doubts were dispelled.

"A Draenei!" (To be continued.) )