Relief

"Leiluo! We can't keep this up. We have to shut down that portal, or demons will keep pouring through!"

A talking Giant Bear came up beside Leiluo and said anxiously.

"Hmph, as if I needed you to tell me. I've already tried that force field. There's no way to break it. I refuse to believe that if even I can't solve this, you, a dumb bear, can!"

Before Leiluo could respond, a voice spoke up with a taunt. He didn't even need to look to know who it was—he knew that voice all too well. Before Leiluo could say anything, the bear spoke again.

"Ilydan, if it weren't for Leiluo, I'd have locked you away for another ten thousand years. I thought ten thousand years would have made you regret what you'd done, but you've only gotten worse. Now look at yourself! What about you looks anything like a Night Elf?!"

The Giant Bear was none other than Illidan's twin brother, Malfurion Stormrage. The two should have loved each other, but now they were like water and fire, unable to coexist.

"Hmph! Then break that force field if you can, you useless bear!"

It was hard to imagine that one of them, usually as cold as ice, and the other, normally calm and composed, could both turn into children the moment they met. Neither could stand even the slightest provocation from the other. One would so much as strike a spark, and the other would explode.

"Hmph! I'll show you just how much I've surpassed you while you wasted those ten thousand years!"

The Giant Bear suddenly rose onto his hind legs and let out a mighty roar. Once standing, he was half a head taller than Illidan. At his roar, the Dryads who had been scattered around the battlefield,