The protective shield of the Temple of the Moon unexpectedly collapsed. Maiev made a wrong judgment, leading all the Priests and guards out to meet the enemy, creating an excellent opportunity for Illidan to escape.
Although he didn't know what was happening outside, Illidan knew he couldn't miss this opportunity.
Illidan
Tyrande gazed at Illidan with teary eyes, reluctant to part; her true feelings were evident at that moment.
Having killed the Emissary, Illidan will surely be banished. After today's parting, the two will likely become like strangers.
Illidan stroked Tyrande's hair, gazed intently at the woman he once loved, imprinting her image completely in his mind, sighed softly, and left without looking back.
This parting may be our last, and I don't know when we'll meet again.
Upon leaving the Temple of the Moon, Illidan met Robbie and Xavius.
Illidan smiled warmly. "Look, in just a few days, I've lost family and love. How fortunate I am, Xavius. I wonder what your plans are?"
Xavius smiled and said, "Of course, we should leave here and go to the Magic City of Azshara to pay homage to the great Queen Azshara. That's where we can truly shine."
When Maiev led her guards and priests to the entrance of the Temple of the Moon, she saw only a hazy moonlight and an unusually quiet forest. There were no invading enemies, and the many guards and Priests were all puzzled.
A pile of colorful, transparent objects fell to the ground; the Priests recognized them as the magical shield that enveloped the Temple of the Moon.
The Moon Goddess's shield did not shatter; it simply disintegrated unexpectedly.
"Oh no, we've been tricked."
Although she didn't know how the Moon Goddess's shield had disintegrated, the fact that no enemies appeared startled Maiev, who hurriedly returned to Tyrande's bedroom.
Tyrande, her face grim, clutched Bow of Elune and stared coldly at Maiev.
Maiev, you let Illidan go. Tell me, why?
Maiev replied in a flustered manner, "Your Excellency Tyrande, someone has just breached the Moon Goddess's protective shield at the Temple of the Moon. I feared an invasion from outsiders, so I led the guards out to fight."
After listening to Maiev's explanation, Tyrande waved her hand and said, "Maiev, you let Illidan, the murderer of the Emissary, go free. You are no longer fit to stay in the Temple of the Moon. Go to the Vault of the Wardens; perhaps the position of Warden is more suitable for you."
Being the warden of the Vault of the Wardens was tantamount to exile. Maiev dared not say anything, after all, she had made several mistakes in a row. She quietly gazed at the moonlight outside the window, her ambition to seize power gradually fading away.
Having successfully banished Maiev and eliminated her biggest rival, Tyrande finally found some joy.
Illidan's escape from her grasp alerted Tyrande to the danger. She took the arm of the Moon Goddess statue from Maiev's hands and carefully stared at the Tear of Tear of Elune.
Having dispelled the Nightmare power within Tear of Elune, Tyrande reattached her arm to the statue of the Moon Goddess.
Kneeling devoutly before the statue, Tyrande began to pray.
The Priests of the Moon Goddess gathered behind Tyrande, their faces grim. The great messenger of the moon Emissary died in the Temple of the Moon, and the murderer, Illidan, had escaped. No one knew what punishment the Moon Goddess would bring.
After a long while, Tyrande stood up again, a look of confusion on her face.
The Moon Goddess's radiance descended from the sky, enveloping Tyrande entirely. Gazing at the hazy moonlight, all the Priests showed expressions of joy, signifying that the merciful Moon Goddess had not abandoned the Temple of the Moon.
Tyrande chanted an obscure incantation, and soon after, the Tear of Elune shone brightly, its green aura merging together to form a sphere of light that fell into Tyrande's hand.
This is the power of life. In the center of the sphere of light, there is a small Orcs figure, Broxigar Saurfang, whose soul has been rekindled by the Moon Goddess with the power of life and nature.
Tyrande hesitated for a moment, then ordered one of her guards:
"Go and summon Malfurion Stormrage."
For the past few days, Malfurion had been hiding in his cabin, filled with remorse. The young Night Elf realized he had made a mistake and shouldn't have severed ties with Illidan.
Everything he has achieved is thanks to Illidan. The Moon Goddess cannot directly bribe Illidan; she can only control Illidan through Malfurion.
Now, Malfurion has messed everything up, and he has no idea what kind of punishment the Moon Goddess will bring.
When the temple guards relayed Tyrande's order, summoning Malfurion to the Temple of the Moon, Malfurion obeyed, knowing his punishment was imminent.
As a follower of the Moon Goddess, Malfurion had no choice but to grit his teeth and head to the Temple of the Moon. He didn't have Illidan's courage to flee.
Arriving at the Temple of the Moon with trepidation, Malfurion saw Tyrande sitting on her throne, looking down at him, quietly drinking rosewater. She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids when she knew Malfurion had arrived.
"Malfurion, do you know your mistake?" Tyrande's voice was full of authority.
Malfurion was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Your Excellency, Priest of the Moon Goddess, I know I was wrong."
"It's good that you know you were wrong." Tyrande nodded, a green orb of light appearing in her hand. She said expressionlessly, "The benevolent and kind divine Emissary died a treacherous murder. It was all done by your brother Illidan. As the elder brother, you cannot escape blame. Are you willing to accept punishment?"
Malfurion was stunned for a long time. He didn't know what kind of punishment it would be, so he dared not agree.
Tyrande smiled gently, staring at the green orb of light:
"Look at this broken soul, how pitiful. In order to resurrect the great messenger of the Emissary, I need a body, a male body. Malfurion, there is no more suitable choice than you."
No, no!
Malfurion was terrified; this was tantamount to killing him.
"Tyrande, you can't do this to me! I am a devoted follower of the Moon Goddess! No, no, please!"
Malfurion tried to escape, Moon Goddess Guards swarmed him, pinned him down, and held him firmly in place.
Tyrande descended the steps one by one. In the center of the green orb, the Orcs's soul gradually awoke, examining Malfurion's new body with a slight hint of dissatisfaction.
"Malfurion."
Tyrande walked towards Malfurion, her alluring voice carrying her:
"This is your chance to demonstrate your loyalty to the Moon Goddess. You should feel honored. The great divine Emissary is only temporarily possessing you; consider it a period of slumber. Do not worry, Malfurion. As for how the Emissary uses your body, that depends on his mood."
Tyrande gently raised her hand, and a green orb landed on Malfurion's head, like a hat, slowly sinking into his skull. Before long, Malfurion's face turned ferocious, and his eyes shone with Evil red light.
Broxigar Saurfang, the Evil Orcs from the Burning Legion, regained his body. He habitually touched his fangs, but unfortunately, he felt nothing.
Broxigar's expression turned grim as he carefully examined the Night Elf's body.
The Night Elves of this era were incredibly powerful. Although Malfurion's strength ranked near the bottom in the village, he was still far superior to Broxigar.
But Malfurion first worshipped the Moon Goddess, and then studied the Druid's Path with Cenarius, his body filled with the power of nature and life, leaving him with very little power from the Well of Eternity.
Is this Malfurion an idiot?
Broxigar was so angry he almost fainted. He was very dissatisfied with his body and was eager to replace it with a new one.
He quickly had someone in mind.