"Warchief, look at the sky! Why has the moon turned black..." Krasarang Wilds was already dim due to its low-lying terrain and dense forests. The Trifarix Legion warriors had guarded from day into night, and after fighting bloodily for so long, they had failed to notice the moon's change.
It was only because Rend had not seen High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind for a long time and had the lookouts investigate that they discovered the once-pure white moon had somehow turned black.
Hearing the Orc lookout's words, Rend hurriedly looked up as well. Sure enough, the moon had turned an eerie black, as though it were filled with rage.
Black moon... Night Warrior...
"Not good!" High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind had always stood among Azeroth's most powerful mortals. After Warchief Sylvanas burned the World Tree, Tyrande Whisperwind had performed a ritual on Darkshore to gain the power of vengeance and become the Night Warrior. By herself, she had slaughtered an unknown number of Horde camps.
Rend's fears had come true. Tyrande Whisperwind, transformed into the Night Warrior, had appeared. The once incomparably sacred high priestess now looked utterly sinister, and the longbow in her hands had been replaced by war glaives.
The Night Warrior Tyrande Whisperwind had not brought the Silverwing Sentinels with her. Instead, she walked alone toward the Temple of the Red Crane.
Seeing this, the Trifarix Legion garrison at the Temple of the Red Crane naturally did not let the opportunity pass. Cannons, crossbow bolts, and every other ranged weapon and skill were unleashed, all aimed at the Night Warrior Tyrande Whisperwind.
Yet every attack was blocked by the faint black energy shield surrounding the Night Warrior Tyrande Whisperwind. Even when a disbelieving Trifarix Legion warrior fired an Iron Star at her, it had no effect whatsoever.
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