After watching that farce unfold, Jaina didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had thought she could show off her arcane magic, only to find that it was just children fooling around.
Deren silently stood to the side and finished watching the drama, secretly startled by how overwhelming Anduin's charm was. At such a young age, he already had older sisters fighting over him.
But when he thought of the future Asura Field, an anticipatory smile appeared on his face.
With Frostmourne in hand and everything settled, Jaina rose to say goodbye and teleported back to Theramore.
When he arrived at the Temple of the Moon, Elune was still possessing Elaseth. It seemed the goddess was anxious as well. She had expended divine power and waited for Deren to return all this time.
Jaina had delivered Deren, but the goddess said nothing. Jaina naturally understood that they had things to discuss, so she took the initiative to leave. She truly couldn't escape the fate of being a tool.
Deren took the sealed iron box from the Space Bag and handed it to Elune.
"Just as I thought. I can sense dark power—death and annihilation. This is a powerful artifact." Elune's perception was keen. The moment she took the box, she sensed Frostmourne's immense power.
"Give it a try. See whether it can help your sister, the Winter Queen." Deren also wanted to know whether his crooked idea would work. If he had another life-aligned Winter Queen on his side, that would naturally mean another fighter. No, another helper.
Elune nodded and raised her hand to cast a barrier, protecting both the surroundings and Deren. Frostmourne was far too sinister a gift. Even a trace of its leaking aura might drain away the souls of the living.
Only after making