The dwarves and their two less reliable allies march towards Grimbaatar. It was Winlesa who repeatedly asked to go, despite Rom's best efforts to convince her to wait until the next night. During the day, the dwarves are too conspicuous to be spotted by the sentinels, and they have to deal with all kinds of magic.

Elidi has some confidence in solving magical problems. Although the Blood Elf might have noticed her, she was skeptical that he would be able to use the staff's energy to her level.

"He didn't get this thing long, only when he grabbed the Void Dragon. She explained to the others.

The concept of the Void Dragon shook Winlessa and all the dwarves. Even Elidy is completely unaware of their origins, and they suddenly appear in the Outlands and pose a threat to her race. From what she investigated, they weren't as evil as she thought. They don't even know what they are or how they came to be. The Void Dragon is the focus of the priestess's inquiry. She even wanted to forget about the staff, considering that her desire to avenge her friend might keep her from thinking calmly at a critical moment. Now Elidy realizes that she has made a mistake and that she is too focused on understanding the danger she finds herself in and how difficult her investigation is.

But before the team strikes, Winlessa assures her of three things. First, they will definitely find the Void Dragons, and whether they release them or destroy them depends on the specific situation.

"We're not going to let them threaten anyone else, if they're deadly by nature, Draenei," the warriors insisted. "It seems to us that even if they are exploited by evil schemes, we will rescue them if possible, but we will never let the wicked people, the two fellows you describe, do whatever they want. ”

The second thing is about the blood elves. At this point, Winlessa strongly said, "Zeendari has left it to me, if you can get your staff back, then do it, but I must clean up my cousin myself." ”

Thirdly, and most importantly, they must find Crassus and Karek, not just to save their own lives, if they are still alive, but also to hope for victory that the two of them can bring...... Although it is unlikely that they will survive.

There is little hope. But Roma will do his best. "There's nothing worse than fighting in Grimbaatar, even though there's no orc army there now, but ......"

"Now there are black palatines, dragons, and egg protectors. His deputy, Glinda, added.

Nothing has ever stopped them like this one. All dwarves who follow the Rûma can be determined to give their lives if necessary.

Grimbaatar was as terrifying as Winlesa recalled. In the midst of trembling, how she wished that Ronin could be with her. However, in addition to his duties, he is one of only two people who can take care of their children. They are cared for by Galia, a stocky midwife with six children, who is like a grandmother and a stepmother to the twins. But. Winlessa herself was not used to babysitting her own children.

Pray that we will meet after this qiē, she thinks of her husband and children. But if she can't, she will do everything in her power to prevent her cousin Zeendari from threatening her family again.

She had lost too many of her relatives in the wars, and in her sister, Sylvanas, Winlessa had seen a fate worse than death. The loss of her qiē was already terrifying, but it was followed by blood elves, and many of her compatriots mutated into this dark form. There was so much they had taken from them after the explosion of the Well of the Sun. Wenlesa recalls what she had lost, wondering if she would have been able to bounce back without Ronin. Later, when the pain of loss occasionally came to her heart. Her twins also gave her a lot of comfort. She knew Zendari well from a young age, and he was always ambitious, but it was something to be proud of in those days. He wanted to stand out among his fellow citizens, no matter how difficult it may be for one to achieve something beyond his class. Especially for someone like him who doesn't quite fit into the High Elf society, Winlessa understands his desire to succeed.

But when he became a blood elf, his ambition was all focused on one thing - to get more magic, and in order to satisfy his endless **, he did everything he could to get magic from others. Veresa had heard about his shady behavior, but she still didn't threaten him. As a blood elf. He was a member of the Horde, and the Alliance and the Horde were at war for years. Winlessa hopes that one day he will be killed by some alliance mage or paladin.

But Zendari has his eye on her child. Originally, Luo Ning and she knew that they must be different, after all, this is the crystallization of the love of rare High Elves and human mages. Anyone can feel their potential when they are around. Long back when they were born, Ronin said something that she was now full of foresight: "I want them to grow up," the red-haired mage said with a heavy heart. "I want them to grow up ......"

Although the words are simple, they contain huge hidden concerns.

While thinking about this qiē, Wen Lesa stretched out her bow and arrows. Her sword, a gift from her husband, was sheathed and ready to be fired.

"The weakness is in the eyes or the lower part of the prejaw, and in the larynx," Rom told her, "if you want to kill the dragonman or the egg protector neatly." Start with these, my lady. ”

The warriors cautiously searched the area. For some reason, Winlessa's eyesight in the dark is as good as that of the dwarves. But the black scales of dragons and egg protectors make them imperceptible targets in the dark. The Black Palate Monsters were easier for her to deal with, but she felt that she might waste too many arrows on them.

But the first thing she spotted was a black-palate monster, a filthy creature crouching on a large rock, sniffing the air like a dog for the smell of fresh meat...... Hopefully it's just an unlucky lizard.

Winlessa pulled her bowstring and took aim to shoot.

The arrow pierced the black-palate monster's chest, and the scaly dwarf fell face down from the stone to the ground. As the team had hoped, it didn't make a big noise when it fell. The dwarves quickly adjusted their positions and guarded the nearby openings. Elidi waited patiently beside Wen Leisa, and the team asked the two of them to stay together the whole time and wait for Wen Lisa's orders. Elidy had never been to Grimbaatar, but the High Elf Winlessa had harrowing memories here, including nightmares she never mentioned.

Another black palatin guard appeared on the high stone ridge, and Winlessa adjusted her breathing, this black palatin monster was not her priority target, but she had no choice. To make matters worse, the monster was in a position that made it difficult for even a marksman to hit it accurately. The Draenei priestess patted her on the shoulder and whispered, "Let me try." ”

Before Winlesa could stop her, the priestess attacked. Winlessa watched as she laboriously approached the guard, the Draenei walking on thin ice, and the warriors were surprised to find that the guard did not see her and raised the alarm. In fact, the black palatin's gaze had already been fixed on her, but it was still nothing.

Some priest's tricks, the High Elves understood. He had heard that priests had a skill that allowed them to sneak close to the targets they wanted to approach without being detected.

Elidy crawled behind the unsuspecting guard, and she slammed her hand into the black man's neck. The sentry fell silently.

On the other side of the rock, Röm gestured to advance, the entrance to the cave was so close that Winlessa realized that there had been many times when the dwarves had gone deep into the tiger's den and been wiped out.

However, slowly and steadily moving towards the goal, the dwarves are always on the lookout for sudden black palate monsters and even egg protectors, and there must be no mistakes.

We're here to save you, Crassus, Winlesa is here, we're here to save you. Then her mood deteriorated abruptly—I'm here to clean you up, Zendari......

The ground suddenly began to shake, and a warrior gasped to grasp the nearest rock, and the area around her rose and fell as if an earthquake had swept over her.

Grimbaator itself is a symbol of death. (To be continued.) )