Blade Dance

Chapter 3

Roy knelt on the stone ground in front of the Dark Gate.The towering gate in front of it casts a gnawing shadow on the open space, and you can walk into it a few steps ahead.

It is said that the stone statues on both sides of the gate were made by the guardian Medivh in his own image.They are at the same height as the door, standing with swords in both hands, two green lights hidden in the shadow under the hood, looking proudly at the common people.The scene inside the door resembles a vast starry sky, with dark currents surging, and countless stars flickering slightly in the dark green light.People still can't figure out what material the Dark Portal is made of.On the surface, it looks like just a stone gate, but its strength is far beyond imagination, and it is still intact after the big explosion of Draenor's space.

Roy stared at the portal, which seemed to be staring at him.

He had never been to the other side of the door, rarely even looked at it so seriously.The Burning Legion sometimes marches from Outland to Azeroth through the Dark Portal, and the Illidari will send troops to fight the invasion on the side of Outland.But he doesn't belong on the front lines here.

Now staring at the entrance in front of him, he felt as if his soul was about to be sucked in.

He didn't know how long he sat on the ground.The calf was sore and numb, and the wound on the ribs could no longer feel the pain.But he didn't want to move, or was unable to move.

"Samsara" was placed on the ground in front of him, and the blood stains on the blade were almost dry.

Felix didn't use Metamorphosis, he missed his chance.When he heard Tina's cry of pain, a trace of shock and anger flashed across his face.The blow that could have directly killed Roy was slightly delayed, and the opponent seized the opportunity in a blink of an eye.The sharp knife pierced the heart, and his life ended at that moment.

Roy followed the silver-haired, blue-eyed blood elf as he walked towards Felix's body, followed by Tina, and then slit the woman's throat with a dagger.The moment the blade cut through the flesh, he felt that something in his body was also slightly broken.

All this may be his fault.from a long time ago.

"Let's go," Tina said.

Her voice changed as she fought back her emotions: "If we go any further we'll all die. Come with me out of Outland, out of the Illidari, out of all of this."

She stood in the embers of the Legion's flames and stared at Roy with a restrained plea on her face.It was after a desperate fight with the Legion in Shadowmoon Valley.All around are the corpses of demons, as well as those of their companions.

"Azeroth is so big, no one can find us."

Tina fixed her gaze on him, waiting for an answer in silence.

His chest was suffocating, and he was about to blurt out something, but Roy felt as if his throat was blocked.The body is stiff, and anyone who wants to stretch out his hands and hug his eyes can't do it.He looked into Tina's eyes.Those are the eyes he likes very much, and he has liked them since he was a child.Grasslands and rivers, lakes and starry sky were reflected in those eyes.Even though the ritual of sacrifice had ruined them, and being a demon hunter had taken that away, he could still see two vibrant flames.

It seemed like a long time before he could speak.The hoarse voice reached his ears like a hallucination.

"We have a mission."

Tina froze.She didn't seem to understand what Roy said, but just stared at him blankly.

However, she quickly laughed.The smile was gentle and beautiful, as if what he just said was just a joke on the spur of the moment.She took a step forward, stretched out her hands to hug Roy gently, kissed his cheek, and returned to the Dark Temple with him.

Shortly after that battle, they befriended Felix.Tina smiles even more because of new friends and small changes in her daily life.After a while, the three of them were put into a team of five.With Lucas and Gall, the team is complete.Everything looks the same as before, and it can even be said that it is always developing in a better direction.

But Tina's eyes... I don't know when, there was no light in those eyes.

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During the half month that Shattrath City welcomed an uninvited guest, the atmosphere in the city was somewhat delicate.

People were disturbed by the identity of this guest.On the street, people can often be seen in groups of three or four, whispering together, looking left and right from time to time, with worried expressions on their faces.However, most people have never seen a demon hunter in person, so they are inevitably curious while being frightened.

When Harlan was walking on the street, he could often feel intense gazes on him.And when he looked back impatiently, the other party looked back as if nothing had happened.

Restalan, the commander of the main city guard, had come to him.But after he made it clear that he only wanted to save lives and heal the wounded out of kindness for a while, and he didn't know anything else, he didn't get further entangled.

Such trivial matters are not enough to make him worry all day long, but it is really annoying after a long time.Fortunately, I heard that the guest is leaving in the last two days.

After the storm passes, go to Azeroth.Stay away from this place.Outland, like its name, has no roots and no roots, wandering outside the world.As the wreckage of Draenor, the land is forever adrift in the Twisting Nether.People here also seem to be affected by it, and they often feel insecure.A little clue can trigger all kinds of suspicion and malicious associations.

Demon hunters are so repelled by people, and this is part of the reason.

Harlan strolled down the street, intending to return to the hotel for a glass of honey fire wine, one last time.Then I went to say hello to Joanna, packed my luggage and prepared to leave.

This afternoon, the sky was drizzling.The Terokkar Forest is inherently gloomy, and even if there is sun, it is often completely blocked by clouds.The rain will not bring obvious changes to the already dark sky, but the cool rain makes people feel very comfortable.

Harlan didn't expect that shortly after he walked into the hotel, the rain suddenly picked up.

Bean-sized raindrops splashed on the ground, making a crisp sound like broken threads, and the scenery outside quickly blurred.All the noise disappeared, only the chaotic and monotonous sound of rain hitting the ground, windows, and roofs.Reminiscent of Feralas in the west of Kalimdor.In Feralas, which has a tropical rainforest climate, torrential rains always come suddenly, and are fleeting, washing the entire map clean in a blink of an eye.Only the fresh air after the rain and the greenery are left.

I don't know how long the rain will last.

In the Dragon Eagle Hotel, many people who took shelter from the rain gathered in no time.People straightened their clothes, patted off the water droplets on their bodies, and complained to each other about the dark and humid weather from time to time.Harlan was still sitting alone in the corner with his wine glass in hand, staring at the door, indifferently watching the people who came in one after another to hide from the rain.

Then he saw the man.

Not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to be a different person.Still wearing a black shirt, but not a single crack.The cloth straps were tied on the eyes again, and the long black hair was left over the shoulders, part of which was soaked by the rain, and strands were stuck to the sides of the cheeks.His body looked intact and full of strength, holding a faint blue sword in each hand—that was his war blade, Harlan remembered, with the appearance of "reincarnation"—glowing coldly in the dark room of light.The rain dripped down his jaw, the corner of his clothes, and the sharp knife in his hand.It was dark outside the door, and only a few candle lamps in the hotel were lit.The moment he walked through the door, he was like a god of killing.

Why is he here?

The noisy voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a few low cries of surprise and fear.As if they would be cut by those two swords in the next moment, people rushed to push each other to retreat into the room.Suddenly there was a sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground in a panic.

The chaotic noise quickly disappeared, and the crowd fell into a deathly silence.Everyone was staring in the direction of the door.So did Harlan.He unconsciously grasped the wine glass in his hand, looking through the crowd to lock on the person who came.

At that moment, he was sure that the other party was looking at him.

In the already dark room and the black cloth belt, he wasn't even sure that he had found the right position of that person's eyes.The strange thing is, feeling the line of sight passed by the other party, his own eyes seem to be able to follow that line of sight, looking back through the darkness, trying to see clearly the depth hidden behind the layer of cloth.

The rain was pouring down.The room was silent.Time seemed to stand still.

The demon hunter walked slowly into the shop.He seems to be very careful, but still unstoppable to bring a sense of oppression.People retreated to the two sides one after another, automatically giving way to a passage.

He stopped at Harlan's desk and looked down at him.

"Hantale.①"

It seems that the low hum of hot lava flowing slowly through the earth is especially calm and clear in the noisy rain.

There was no expression on the Demon Hunter's face.Harlan's gaze moved to where the two clusters of flames were originally located.The second time I looked at each other, this time I couldn't see anything.It was covered by a pitch-black cloth belt, and behind the cloth belt seemed to be another world.

In that world...

Forget it, it's impossible to see it again anyway.

"Namárie." he replied.

The demon hunter nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the door.Harlan and the others followed his back with their eyes.And that figure quickly disappeared into the rain curtain.The next moment, he seemed to be awakened suddenly from a dream, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.Before the people recovered from the shock and confusion, he quickly ran back to his room upstairs.

①Hantale: High Elvish, thank you.

②Namárie: High Elvish, goodbye.

World Geography:

Azeroth: It is divided into two continents, Kalimdor and Eastern Kingdoms, both of which are long strips, one west and one east.In the middle is The Great Sea.

Outland (Outland): Another area belonging to the Twisting Nether (TwistingNether), connected with Azeroth by the Dark Portal.It consists of seven regions including Terokkar Forest, Zangarmarsh, Hellfire Peninsula and Shadowmoon Valley.

Shattrath City (ShattrathCity): Outland's only main city.Neutral, in Terokkar Forest.

Draenor (Draenor): The home world of orcs and cannibals, which does not belong to Azeroth, and the remnants of the space explosion formed Outland.