Desolace and Feralas

The Immortal Zaetar looked at the utterly crazed Princess Theradras. In the end, he made up his mind and said sorrowfully, "I'm sorry, my love. Only this can free us. You can't keep going down the wrong path because of me."

Zaetar and Princess Theradras undoubtedly loved each other deeply. To free Princess Theradras and stop her from making one mistake after another, the Immortal Zaetar acted.

As the second son of Cenarius, the forest demigod, the Immortal Zaetar was exceptionally powerful. His title of Immortal came from having reached the strength of a demigod.

Powerful natural energy resonated with Maraudon. A massive vine sprouted beneath Princess Theradras's feet, rapidly wrapping around and restraining her enormous body. Plants born of natural energy countered earth elementals, continuously tearing apart Princess Theradras's body and covering it in countless cracks.

Seeing the Immortal Zaetar make his move, Jorin and Thura naturally did not miss the opportunity. They leaped onto Princess Theradras's massive body, then sprang high from her shoulders and drove their weapons into her head.

"No!" The mighty power of the oak battle axe was enough to wound even Sargeras's body, let alone an earth elemental princess. Princess Theradras could only fall regretfully beneath this blow, her massive body collapsing helplessly to the ground.

As Princess Theradras died, all the summoned earth elementals and stone giants vanished as well.

The Immortal Zaetar felt the energy binding his soul and preventing it from resting finally disappear. At last free, he offered his heartfelt thanks. "Thank you, warriors. Without you, I don't know how many more years my soul would have remained bound, and Desolace could never have been redeemed."

"Although I have been asleep all these years, I sensed everything. It was my subconscious that guided you here before." So the voice Jorin