The Bronze Dragon's Doubts

The Deren household in Theramore.

"Oh, haha, this is so entertaining! What an amazing fight! No way, those two elves are practically fighting their clothes off!" The one laughing so exaggeratedly was Chromie. She ate breakfast while holding up her staff to watch the live broadcast.

Yesterday, Jaina had reported that Illidan and Maiev, newly married, had a small fight every three days and a big one every five, fighting endlessly every day. Maiev wanted Illidan to call her "Queen," and of course Illidan refused. It was too humiliating. So their verbal sparring escalated into physical conflict. In the end, they got tangled up in a brawl. What began as a husband-and-wife fight in their room ended with them using too much force, smashing through the wall and fighting their way outside the barracks.

As they fought, neither of them had properly put on their armor. Ordinary clothes could hardly withstand their roughhousing, so naturally they ended up barely clothed. Illidan had no choice but to surrender first. No matter what, Maiev was his wife. He could hardly let the onlookers see her body. So he could only stop and quietly call her "Queen" in front of everyone before it finally ended.

Scenes like this played out every now and then. And the idle Bronze Dragon foolishly used Time Magic to watch the battle live.

"Deren, they actually agreed not to use too much strength and not to damage the room. They're fighting in the room right now." Chromie was delighted to stir up trouble and even provided live commentary.

"Oh, Maiev struck first and started suppressing Illidan, gaining the upper hand. She's really fierce! At this level of intensity, Illidan has already lost his advantage and can only fight back passively. But Illidan is still stronger. Even while at