Dragonmaw Air Raid
"Alright! I'm leaving. 👮🔥 Claw 🎁🐊" Zul'ra looked at Lirath, who was almost covering his face, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Whether you need protection or not is not your decision, nor mine, but the decision of the Bronze Dragons.
Although the Bronze Dragons decided to protect Lirath, they couldn't go themselves and instead entrusted the task to Zul'ra. Zul'ra wanted to protect Lirath, but Lirath didn't want to be protected. It was a nasty cycle, and to prevent it from continuing, Zul'ra decided to make the first concession.
"..." Lirath was caught off guard by Zul'ra's sudden decision to "leave".
"Lirath." Sylvanas's voice called from behind.
"Where do you live? Is it far? Why don't you come to my house for a while?" Lirath turned to look at his sister who was calling out to him, and after thinking for a moment, said to Zul'ra.
"Not far, see you later." Zul'ra didn't accept Lirath's offer to stay, but instead chose to step aside for the time being. He was using a fake identity now, so there was no way he could use it to build relationships or pick up girls here.
Faced with Zul'ra's decisive rejection, Lirath was puzzled. Just who was this girl? But his curiosity was quickly interrupted by his sister's call from behind. He said goodbye to Zul'ra again and turned to leave.
Zul'ra watched Lirath disappear into the distance, then turned and vanished into the jungle, following him from the shadows. He was determined to protect him, whether openly or covertly, it didn't matter.
Zul'ra, hidden in the shadows, quietly followed behind Lirath. He discovered that halfway there, Sylvanas and her forces separated from Lirath and headed towards the southern coast. They were going to Windrunner Tower on the coast to borrow a teleportation spell to reach Deatholme.
In contrast to Sylvanas heading to Windrunner Tower, Lirath returned directly to Windrunner Village, a village located in the northwest of Darkwood. Judging from its name, this place was not the territory of the Windrunner, yet it had a great connection with the Windrunner.
Zul'ra continued to lurk silently, his Monk arts skills learned from Chen allowing him to Stealth follow like a professional thief without being detected by Lirath.
Although he was not detected by Lirath, Zul'ra soon could no longer hide, because he saw several red dragon shadows in the sky outside Windrunner Village, which were Orcs from the Dragonmaw Clan.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Zul'ra roared, his voice echoing through the forest, as he watched the shadows in the sky. Protecting Lirath was his top priority. Even if he had no connection with the Old Horde, he would still do it.
As soon as Zul'ra roared, the dragon shadow in the sky began to swoop down. Without saying a word, Zul'ra accelerated forward and, before the dragon shadow could completely swoop down, pushed Lirath, who had just entered Windrunner Village, and hid under the eaves of a building.
Scorching dragonfire roared down from the sky, instantly engulfing the Elves buildings and setting large areas of houses ablaze. At the same time, the Orcs riding on the dragon's backs hurled their javelins at the frantically fleeing Elves in the village.
Caught off guard, Lirath was pinned under the eaves by Zul'ra. When he came to his senses, he saw a fellow countryman pierced by a spear in the distance. He let out a low growl and tried to rush out, but Zul'ra held him back tightly.
"Vereesa, let me go!" Lirath looked at his compatriots who had been pierced by spears and were lying on the ground, unable to get up. He wanted to rush out but was held back by Zul'ra. Looking at the village in the distance and above him that had been set on fire, he couldn't help but cry out. He desperately wanted to break free from Zul'ra's control and go home to protect his sister.
"Don't be foolish, we'll be targeted if we go out now." Zul'ra held onto Lirath tightly. Running out under these circumstances would definitely get them a spear thrown by those Orcs.
"But my sister is at home, let's go this way." Without bothering to ask Legolas why he was there, Lirath glanced at the chaotic village and remembered something, quickly urging Zul'ra to follow him.
As a local expert, Lirath was very familiar with the terrain. He led Zul'ra through a burning house and brought the two female Elves to the safety of a stone house. Then, he prepared to cross an alley to go home to find his sister. However, as soon as the two ran to a deserted place, they were blocked by five green-skinned Orcs appeared from the front and back.
"What is this?" Lirath stared wide-eyed at the green-skinned creature he had never seen before.
"Orcs." Zul'ra looked at the two Orcs in front and three behind, each holding a hammer and steel axe, and explained to Lirath. After thinking for a moment, he added something else.
"At least on the surface, they are Orcs." Shapeshifting is not unique to magic; dragons are born with the ability to shapeshift and can transform into any race, and it looks very realistic.
"What does this mean? Why are Orcs here?" Lirath was increasingly confused. These things were Orcs from another world, but why did they appear here so quickly? Wasn't his sister Alleria and the Alliance trying to stop them?
"It's that simple, they just couldn't block it!" Zul'ra teased Lirath for not understanding such a simple problem. Orgrimmar was a quick-witted guy, incredibly adept at using feints and diversions, but unfortunately, he never imagined he'd invite such a formidable enemy into the Horde's Horde!
"What do we do now?" Lirath felt his heart pounding.
"Get out of my way!" Zul'ra looked at the five Orcs in front of her, reached out and shoved Lirath aside, then suddenly threw the Continuum Blade she had been holding. The flame-like blade instantly pierced through the chest of one of the Orcs, killing him instantly.
"Here they come." Lirath looked at Zul'ra, who had instantly killed one man, without any joy. Although he had taken down one guy, Zul'ra had lost his weapon.
Originally, the attention of four, no, five Orcs was drawn to Lirath, but they did not expect that the unnoticed Zul'ra would be such a tough opponent. So all their eyes were on him. The moment Lirath shouted, two of them went to deal with Zul'ra, while the remaining two rushed towards Lirath.
The Orcs ' target was Lirath. If they could kill this guy, the battle would be won. However, they underestimated the situation on the battlefield and did not know Zul'ra's fighting strength. As soon as the two Orcs rushed towards Lirath got close and raised their weapons, they were each hit hard.
Zul'ra's High Elves form was real, but within this real form, he retained all the power and abilities that should have belonged to him. This allowed him to easily break free from the encirclement of two Orcs and then send the two men attacking Lirath flying like cannonballs.