I had just said that the favorites had reached 9,150 and that I was aiming for 9,160, but when I came back today, I found that they had not increased at all. Instead, they had dropped sharply to just 9,140-a loss of ten favorites. How miserable! So I really have to beg you to add this to your favorites. Hazy night shrouded the land. Firewood blazed, casting a fiery red glow that drove back the darkness.
Rex sighed inwardly. He did not know why Kel'Thuzad had kept targeting Gilneas lately, deploying one scheme after another. He had already become a grave threat to Gilneas.
A fierce killing intent flashed through Rex's heart. His desire to kill Kel'Thuzad ran deep.
Kel'Thuzad had been plotting against Gilneas all along. Rex suspected that the Kingdom of Gilneas had simply grown too prominent. As the strongest human kingdom, it naturally attracted hostility.
Drawing the Ashbringer, Rex charged out without hesitation.
There was no need to conceal his movements now. The battle had already begun.
A thunderous shout erupted from the two men who charged out after Rex.
Their cries rang clearly through the midnight air.
They shook the surroundings, and everyone distinctly heard the words "Enemy attack!"
Scott's eyes were cold. He had been standing beside the firewood and spotted Rex and the others by its light.
He bared his hideous mouth. As he looked toward Rex, Rex also caught sight of him. The stitching on Scott's body had become even more extensive. Countless wounds sewn shut with thick thread encircled his face. Combined with his distinctive fangs, they made him look grotesque and terrifying.
He gave a dry, cold laugh, then strode toward Rex with his battle axe in hand.
He moved fast, his charge carrying tremendous force. The wind howled around him.