Latronicus Moonspear was Shandris Feathermoon's deputy, a Night Elf who had lived for nearly ten thousand years and one of the Sentinels who had followed her the longest. In Feathermoon Stronghold, he was second only to Shandris Feathermoon in both seniority and rank.
Latronicus was also a master-class night ranger whose strength was formidable. Even compared with the famous Windrunner Sisters, he might not fall far short.
Calicia Huntmoon was the Sentinel captain Feathermoon Stronghold had dispatched to New Shalanar for certain important operations, and she was its leader. She was likewise one of Shandris Feathermoon's most capable assistants, and her strength had also reached master-class level.
With these two present, nothing would go wrong even in Shandris Feathermoon's absence.
Latronicus and Calicia nodded, then began making arrangements.
Shandris looked at Shawn, a faint smile touching her lips. "Shawn, my kinsman, you're the captain of our five-person team now. Aren't you going to give us our orders, Captain Shawn?"
Shawn's little face reddened as he looked at the four women before him. What have I done to deserve commanding you four? If anything actually happens, won't you be the ones calling the shots?
Still, even if I've been pushed into this, I might as well enjoy it, right?
And so the great Commander swept his hand through the air and embarked on the first major battle command of his life.
It was destined to be an unforgettable experience. Yes, in every sense.
As a magical city founded by ancient elven mages, Eldre'Thalas, now known as Dire Maul, had been no less renowned in its day than the magical city of Dalaran was now. Of course, with the course of history, the passage of time, the refinement of magical knowledge, and advances in spell research, Dire Maul certainly could not compare