Felornas

The clear moonlight shone on the forest ridges, and the dense forest trembled violently. A figure jumped to the ground and wanted to get up and escape along the mountain road, but a stream of light hit his knees from behind, causing him to fall to the ground again. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞.⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

Reluctantly pulling out the dart from behind the knee, the figure gritted his teeth and stood up. His eyes reflected the green light, and he took off the double-headed inwardly curved war blade behind him. He held it in his hand and fought with the curvy figures chasing after him.

Those figures with curvy figures are all female Kaldorei. Their eyes are dim and dull. Only when the moonlight shines in the forest, their eyes will reflect silver light, which gives them very good cover.

The battle didn't last long. The figure being pursued was injured. His weapon was quickly knocked away. After being hit by several darts, he was pushed to the ground by the female Kaldorei. However, he was also a purple-skinned and long-eared Kaldorei. However, he was a male. His long gray hair was tied back, his eyes were covered with black belts, and his bare upper body was tattooed with black magic patterns.

"Degenerate, you have been arrested." In the warning sounds of the women Kaldorei, the twisting men could only stop struggling, and then kept breathing heavily, allowing the women to pick themselves up, then twist their arms and kneel on the ground.

"You women are just a bunch of idiots." The male Kaldorei, known as the "Degenerate", showed his fangs at the corners of his mouth, and his tone was full of viciousness.

"No matter how much you say, you will pay for the lives of those Druids you killed." In the dense forest, Naisha wore a pointed helmet on his head and purple-black simple armor and walked out, looking at Demon Hunter who was being held on the ground by his sisters.

"You've been waiting for this opportunity, haven't you? Maiev's plaything." The male Kaldorei looked at the figure coming from behind, with a mocking tone in his tone.

"Felornas..." Naisha walked out of the shadows and looked at the captured man through the moonlight in the forest. She couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows. She knew this Demon Hunter. This guy was the admirer and apprentice of Illidan. In the past ten thousand years, she and the hostess Maiev were the prisoners responsible for guarding each other, including each other.

"Yes, it's me, a guy who has sacrificed everything to fight against the Burning Legion, but will eventually die at the hands of a group of idiots. Kill me! My career is great." Felornas looked at Naisha, his tone full of grief, anger and ridicule.

"You are just a pathetic degenerate and executioner." Naisha looked at the guys who had not changed their character before death, and their expressions did not change. These guys had absorbed the power of demons, and their wills had been completely distorted.

"Yes! I am pathetic, just like Mr. Illidan. After he was released, he still fought off the demon of Felwood, but you women like crazy dogs are chasing him, oh, by the way., I didn't see Maiev, your mistress, how is she..." Before Felornas could finish his sarcastic words, he was interrupted by a slap from Naisha.

"Kill him and avenge our brothers and sisters." Naisha slapped Felornas, and then asked the female Warrior on the side to cut off the head of Demon Hunter. But as soon as she finished speaking, the body of a female Kaldorei suddenly flew out of the dense forest nearby. Her armor had the mark of the guardian.

"Enemy attack." Naisha looked at the dumped corpses of the sisters and couldn't help but scream. A Nightsaber rushed out of the shadowed woods next to it. It had fur like moonlight, long teeth exposed on its lips, and a saddle on its back. Naisha jumped on it when it came over.

"Gather together, gather here." Naisha sat on Nightsaber, looking at the dark woods around her, and let out a loud shout. Then she raised her right hand, and the bright moonlight followed her fingers, knocking one Satyrs away. In the mountain forest illuminated by the light, countless horned and hoofed creatures jumped out. It was Satyrs.

"Naisha, we are surrounded, there are no less than two hundred of those guys." Smolder mingled among the female guards Watcher, scanning the shadows in the jungle, looking a little panicked.

"Kill Felonard first, don't let him escape again." Naisha looked around and gave the order decisively, but the Satyrss around him had already launched an attack. They rushed out of the woods and fought with the defenders Watchers with scimitars in hand.

Naisha knocked his own Nightsaber and pounced on a strong Satyrs. Before approaching the opponent, he flicked his right arm and a three-leaf dart flew out. The sharp edge of the blade was condensed with white moonlight and penetrated directly through the opponent.

Night Elves Shou Watcher are not only extremely strong, but standing under the moonlight night, they can freely draw the power of Elune from the sky. The arrows, throwing blades and scimitars are condensed with white moonlight, which can easily penetrate those Satyrs.

During the melee, the female Warrior tried to kill the captured Felornas, but she did not succeed because Felornas was struggling. He knocked away the female Warrior who was grabbing him with his shoulder, and then ran away.

A Satyrs intended to attack Naisha sitting on Nightsaber, but was thrown into the sky by a force or, Naisha Sitting on Nightsaber, she nodded towards Smolder who was supporting her, but Smolder pointed to Felonard who was running away.

"..." Naisha sat on Nightsaber, looking at the escaping Felonard, with his fangs slightly exposed at the corners of his mouth. He pinched Nightsaber Balai under his body and rushed out in an instant, crossing the battlefield alone and heading towards the escaping one.

Just after Naisha chased Felonard alone, something changed on the battlefield. The dense woods shook violently, and vines like monster pythons grew out, wrapping up those Satyrs, and then strangled them into the ground. At the edge, a group of dryads with heads and deer bodies rushed in.

The fighting method of the dryads is very interesting. They wave their right arms, first throw the javelin, and quickly stab down some Satyrs, and then run quickly with four hooves and launch Charge at Satyrs. When the opponent counterattacks Charge, with a slight kick of their four hooves, they will leap over the opponent's head, then turn around, or stab the opponent with the remaining javelin. When the javelin is used up, they can turn their right hand into a ball of vines to hit the enemy.

In the middle of the dryad, Zul'ra was sitting on the back of the reindeer, waving Forest Sword, chopping down the Satyrs on the left and right like melons and vegetables. The sitting deer under him was not idle either. It lowered its head and swooped down, and used its fork-shaped horns to lift the chaotic Satyrs into the air.

"Where is Naisha?" Zul'ra chopped the Satyrs hanging on the big horns of the sitting deer into two pieces with one sword. He glanced at the whole place and said to himself that luckily, he asked a nearby female Warrior. Although she managed to catch up to her, Naisha seemed to be missing.

"Naisha is chasing Felonard." The female Warrior pointed to the direction where Naisha chased her just now. Zul'ra quickly knocked down the deer and chased across the battlefield.