Fel Fire

"Ah!!!"

As Leiluo helped Vashj, he raised a hand and cast two blessings on Illidan. The blizzard was growing fiercer, but the moonlight in the sky showed no sign of dimming. In fact, it seemed even brighter. Though the view was hazy beneath the moonlight, the three massive black warriors made excellent lamps, letting Leiluo aim his blessings at Illidan with precision. But his efforts did not help Illidan unleash Great Slaughter. Instead, they earned him a shrill scream.

"Leiluo, you bastard! What are you doing?!"

Illidan knew Leiluo wasn't attacking him, but the pain that sank into his bones still made him curse. Worse, Leiluo's spell had nearly let one of the black warriors tear his shoulder off, adding injury to injury.

"Ah! I forgot—you may be called a Demon Hunter, but there's dark energy inside you! It naturally clashes with Holy Light!"

Leiluo slapped his forehead. He had clearly meant well and made things worse. At the same time, he was relieved he hadn't used Holy Light on Vashj. The Naga might not have dark energy inside them, but the curse within them was also at odds with Holy Light. If Leiluo had used Holy Light Healing just now, Vashj might have died from the backlash she'd already suffered.

"Maiev! Do you Night Elves have any healing spells?!"

With no other choice, Leiluo could only turn to Maiev. The water in the Night Elves' Moon Wells had no restrictions. It was the true cure-all.

Maiev was busy dealing with the Valkyr, but when she heard Leiluo call out, she hesitated only briefly before shouting to her friend.

"Nathas! Give him a bottle of well water!"

"Maiev! There's only one bottle left!"

"Give it to him!"

"Yes!"

There was only one bottle left, so Nathas was naturally reluctant to