Chapter 336: Who's Next

Winlessa and Glinda stood up at the same time, watching the Dark-Palate Monster inspect their captured dwarven cousins.

They don't know why they're still alive, although it gives them a chance to find a way to escape. It is clear that whatever the fate that the mistress of these creatures has in their minds will not be very comfortable.

"No one saw where Roma was," Glinda muttered. "He and five other people are missing, one of whom I can be sure is dead, and the others are likely to have died in the massacre. ”

Winlessa nodded, both imagining the worst. Now it's time to consider what to do next. With Rom gone, Glinda must take on the responsibility of leading the dwarven commandos.

"We've gotten deep in. The High Elf said.

"I'd be happy if we weren't waiting to be slaughtered like pigs. "In fact, the entire team is tied up in this dark cavern. The old and sturdy steel hoops held the prisoners firmly to the rocks. More than half a dozen black palatins were guarding them, and an egg keeper was watching.

Lasker had searched the captives thoroughly, and none of the dwarves had any way to set them in lock, let alone deal with the Black Palate guards.

But Winlessa didn't think she was behind bars, she was very close to her goal, and she hoped to be close to where Crassus had been captured.

"Watch for me. She whispered to Glinda.

The dwarf agreed, and Winlessa reached for her boot on her right foot, and she slowly felt for a dent in her calf......

"The guards are coming!" Glinda whispered, "Someone is approaching!"

Wen Lesa quickly withdrew her hand as a figure approached from one side of the fence. Her eyes widened to make out who it was.

"Hello, my dear cousin......"

"Zendari. "Winlessa didn't rush at him as the Blood Elves had hoped, much to his disappointment.

"A calm and shrewd leader," he mocked. "Are you still a member of our race? It's astonishing, after you've been contaminated with so many human filthy qualities......"

"A greedy man hungry for evil magic deserves to discuss dirty qualities?"

"You think that's dirty, we've done more for Azeroth than all the Alliances combined! We're the Burning Legion's feared power!"

Winlessa sat on the ground, shook her head, and said, "You're about to become a member of the Burning Legion." Zendari. The only reason you do is your greed for magic, you need it, or you'll wither......"

He sneered: "Not everyone has this kind of energy for themselves to release day and night, cousin......"

"I've long since been freed from the thirst for magic. Zendari. This is thanks to my husband, a human being, who has done more for me than any of my people. My children are a sign of my freedom. If I were still as addicted to them as you are, I would never have brought them into this world. ”

Zendari was displeased, his clenched fingers rattling. A black-palate monster walked into the cell, and the blood elf stretched out his hand. A staff identical to Elidy's appeared in his hand.

"Get out, cousin. He commanded, and the dark-palate opened the door. "Unless you want to see other people suffer. ”

Wen Lesa had no choice but to obey, and she waved silently at the others.

The Ranger was taken out of her prison during Glinda's protests.

Her cousin looked her up and down and commented, "You're healthy, you must be doing well with your human pet."

The stronger you are, the better you can serve her. “

"What do you mean?"

"She's always in need of manpower, and the mortality rate of her men is too high......"

Without waiting for Wen Lesa to refute, Zeendari suddenly shouted, "Shut up and put your hands behind your back." He stressed the order. While holding her staff against Winlessa's throat.

Winlessa complied. Zendari withdrew his staff, then pointed the end of the crystal-like staff at her head. and slowly moved down until the staff was pointed at her calf.

"Aha. He raised his staff slightly, pointing the end at her calf.

Winlessa gasped, her calves burning as if they had been burned by fire.

"Despite your strength," her cousin said grimly, "you don't know what it's really like to be roasted......

There was a cry of pain, and the tiny dagger that Winlessa had hidden in her boot flew out and landed in front of Zendari, the blade still red.

While examining her other leg. Wen Lesa just stared at the blood elf silently.

"I knew there must be something hidden, and this is not only the quality of a ranger, but also the tradition of the Windranger family......"

"You are a disgrace to your family, Zendari. ”

He laughed. "Than one and sleeping with humans. Shame even on the person who passed him on to the next generation, or more shame than a banshee? I am by no means a stain on our family, in fact, I am the future of our family!"

Winlessa didn't say anything, she was bitter about Zendari's evaluation. Fang Cai's words were not the strictest for her. She has endured both her race and Ronin's race, especially about her beliefs. No, what made her most uncomfortable was his metaphor of the abominable banshee.

Succubus. Just like her sister, Sylvanas.

But Sylvanas is already in another state, maybe another life,

"Silence suits you perfectly. Zendari waved her back to her cell. He pointed his staff at the dwarves as Winlesa returned to Glinda, "Well, everyone looks good now, no one has weapons hidden. ”

The Dark-Palate Monsters are good at searching for their dwarven relatives, but not at Winlessa. Now this trouble has been solved by Zendari.

"You poor and pathetic children," Zendari said, staring at Winlessa. "What do they think when they find out that they have been abandoned by their mother? But it doesn't matter, soon their uncle will be going to comfort them. Then they were raised by their father, who had no return. ”

This time, Winlesa couldn't contain her anger at all, and she jumped up with her chain, trying to grab Zeendari with her hands, but he had already taken a step back. He laughed, and the Black Palate and the Egg Protector laughed along.

"I'm going to enjoy my family reunion," he concluded, "and I'm so eager to be with my nieces and nephews." ”

After retracting the staff. He left the cell. The Egg Protector came in and whipped Winlesa back into place.

"Sit down!" The giant beast shouted, and then, satisfied that he had mastered the qiē, the egg protector returned to his place.

The female captain glared at her captor, then reluctantly turned to Glinda.

"I'm sorry about that. The dwarf whispered. "Maybe your husband can stop him, he's a powerful mage. ”

"I don't expect to bet all my hopes on Ronin's skills," Winlessa replied. Her face was calmer than ever.

"We're going to get out, and I'm going to settle with Zendari, I swear......"

Her hand reached for the other boot. Carefully took out another dagger. Unlike the previous one, which was made of metal, this one seems to be made of colored pearls.

"Jim's Blood!" Glinda exclaimed. "But how did you hide it from your cousin?"

He searched for weapons, only looking for models made of the usual materials. And Ronin made this one, simple and sharp, with materials taken from the gift of the sea. It wasn't infused with magic, and unless he deliberately searched for the material, his spell could only tell it was part of my boots. ”

The dwarf shook her head and sighed, "What can the mages make!"

"This is my building, made by him. Wen Lessa's eyes moistened slightly, "The two of us are much stronger when we work together than when we are apart. ”

Try your best to make yourself strong afterward. She continued: "We have to get out of the way at the first opportunity. ”

Their discussion was interrupted again. This time it was a dragonman, and Winlessa took a closer look and saw that it wasn't Lasker.

"Take one!" The dragonman commanded. The Dark-Palate opened the cell door, drove the dwarves back with a whip, and then intercepted a separated Dwarven warrior, who dragged him out.

By this time all the other guards had left, and the dwarves rushed forward, unfortunately they could not prevent the cell door from being closed again, and there was nothing they could do for their captured comrades. Except for angry roars.

The Dark-Palate beat them with a whip, and the dwarves were all driven back.

The dragonman smiled and said, "It's your turn, and they're next." all to serve the mistress. ”

With that, the black monster followed the others and left.

"What will they do to Udin?" A young dwarf asked.

"It's probably tortured him, are there any people we haven't been caught!" Another fighter replied.

Glinda said to the second dwarf, "Are you an idiot?" Didn't you hear what the Blood Elves said before? They don't care if we have one or two people who haven't been caught, and they want to turn us into slaves......"

There was an uneasy commotion among the prisoners. The dwarves were warriors who would entertain their enemies with weapons and could fight to the death, and it was a great shame to be a slave. Glinda looked at Winlessa and said, "If you have any plan to get us out quickly, now is the time to start." ”

The Ranger's gaze shifted from her comrade to the black palate monster guarding it. "This may require the sacrifice of some people......"

"That's better than what we're going to face!"

"Okay. As you wish. Winlessa hid the dagger in the palm of her hand, and she stepped back to avoid attracting the attention of the guards.

"Let everyone be ready to listen to me. We must move forward together, even if the end result is just a point of death for us. ”

"Yes. Glinda cautiously turned to a comrade. Wen Leisa watched as they passed the words one after the other. None of the dwarves hesitated about this, and as Glinda said, did they have any other choice?

A terrible scream came from not far from the cell. It lasted for a short time, but it kept ringing in their minds.

"It's Udin. The young dwarf who had questioned earlier confirmed. There was a savage and rude laugh between the black palatines. One of them leaned against the cell door and said something intelligible for the first time.

"You all have to follow in his footsteps, he is a good slave now. The beastly eyes of the black-palate monster stared at the captives.

"Who wants to be the next one?"

The other dark-palate monster laughed again. (To be continued.) )