Malfurion sat down on the grass and forced his mind to calm down, which was no easy task considering how much was at stake for the success of his endeavor. Traveling through the Emerald Dream is proof of the druid's maturity, and at the same time, with its help, he may be able to find the threat that has been troubling him for a long time.- I will help you take the first steps in the Emerald Dream, apprentice, but be careful, even experienced druids can get lost and not find their way back - the mentor's voice gave calm and self-confidence and allowed Malfurion to focus on the action being performed.— Do you feel the song of the stone, the dance of the wind, the laughter of running water?*Not immediately, but he felt the voice of every plant, every element, the slow, constant grinding feeling of the earth, the merry steps of the wind, the water that does not stop for a moment, always in motion. At the same time, some irregularity, incompleteness of the environment was also felt, bu

Chapter 2Dat'RemarHe was sitting at the table of his study, and for some time now he had been waiting for the arrival of a guest. Alas, the guest hesitated and was in no hurry to start a conversation, successfully hiding from view. Even very successful, if you forget about the artifacts and spells that protected the estate and already at the penetration stage reported the intruder. Fortunately, at the same time they pointed out the identity of the visitor.*"Illidan, how much longer will you be standing there?" Still, Dath'Remar couldn't help but ask the question and listen with pleasure to the scolding that was his answer.Why was he completely calm about his life and health? He just knew Illidan too well. This elf was incredibly straightforward and stubborn in his principles. He is faithful to his friends, but at the same time he is closed and even unsociable, which is why his friends could be counted on the fingers of one hand. And he preferred to tell the truth or remain silent,

The following days passed surprisingly calmly, so to speak about a life spent behind enemy lines. At the same time, a lot of time was spent in arranging my shelter, the safety of the contents of which seriously began to weigh me down. Fortunately, Remar provided materials for artifacts at the first word, and I didn’t need much, just to dampen the paranoia that required at least some kind of protection. Otherwise, I was still immersed in the study of new knowledge and training, only once interrupting the established daily routine and visiting Soeril, my former mentor.Persuading him to leave the capital was not an easy task, especially since I did not consider it possible to reveal any details. Yet he was a student of Kerantil and could try to verify my words by questioning his former mentor. The weak point, which they managed to put pressure on, was the young wife of Soeril. At the mention of the danger that threatened her, too, the previously adamant mentor seriously thought, and aft

For Dath'Remar, this was a very ordinary night. All his thoughts and actions lately turned out to be aimed at preparing for the fight against demons, even if it was somewhat strange - to prepare for something that did not happen and which you know only from indirect data and the words of a friend. However, even though the facts are few, and the risk of action is great, he had already begun to act, had already made a bet, and now could not turn off the chosen path.It has been, so far, criminally little. Few accumulators and other artifacts were prepared, few elves were involved in the preparations, and at least in detail they were warned about the threat. Of the sixteen fortresses located along the border, it was possible to establish communication and convince them to carry out at least minimal preparations in only five, and even then, they manifested themselves in filling all available mana accumulators and increasing the number of artifacts and equipment. Moreover, it is also worth

Palace of Queen Azshara, 13 days since the arrival of demons in the world of Azeroth.In a large hall, made in the shape of a hemisphere, a lone figure rushed about with the fury of a hunted beast. A night elf with a blindfold that showed a green glow, with a body covered in poisonous green symbols and armed with a strange weapon - two double-edged glaives. Curved, they were most suitable for cutting blows, but their incredible quality made it possible not only to cut, but also to chop everything that was in the way. A strange weapon for Azeroth, but the night elf handled it with surprising deftness, creating around him a real whirlwind of steel, colored with a piercing green glow of filth. But even farther away from him, fury spread, from which the air seemed to tremble. Thirst for blood, thirst for murder. A rabid tiger that is ready to slash the one who inadvertently enters the cage.This comparison had other signs. From time to time, a quiet growl was heard, and the attacks themse