Tidehunter Neptulon had appeared. The news jolted everyone to attention. Rex, who had been somewhat relaxed, grew resolute as he gazed into the distance, but he saw nothing and no one.
Out on the sea, water and sky met in a single line. The seawater seemed to be driven ceaselessly forward by a pair of tireless hands, forming wave after wave.
Nothing seemed to have changed, but Rex knew the archmage would not have shouted without reason.
Rex had already taken Ashbringer from his Spatial Ring. He gripped it tightly as faint Holy Light, a hazy golden glow, began to emerge along the weapon.
Rex was not the only one preparing. Jaina and Tyrande had both drawn their staffs. There were quite a few mages in the party: Jaina, Antonidas, Medivh, and the archmage. Although Tyrande was not a mage, she was still a spellcaster, while Sylvanas also fought at range. The only two who could truly fight in close quarters were Rex and Tirion Fordring, both of whom were paladins.
Once they were on their guard, Tirion Fordring stood in front of Jaina and the others, protecting the vulnerable members behind him. Rex, meanwhile, strode forward, following the archmage's directions as he took the lead in approaching Tidehunter Neptulon's position.
Tidehunter Neptulon could not be seen on the surface, but that did not mean he had not come. He was beneath the water, so Rex plunged into the sea. Jaina and the others followed, though not too quickly. They deliberately maintained some distance from Rex, but stayed close enough to support him immediately.
Rex and the others had agreed on this formation before coming. With Ashbringer, Rex possessed the combat strength of a demigod. Taking him down easily was impossible. Was Archimonde powerful? Of course, yet Rex could still