"Oh! Then I'll go too!" Vereesa quickened her pace and skipped over to Alleria's side.
"Mm!" Alleria nodded. "You should go and learn a thing or two. From now on, stay by my side! The more you watch, the faster you'll learn."
"Yay!" Vereesa laughed happily, thinking this would give her more chances to stop that annoying Salayan from courting her eldest sister. Hmph! You might be a little more handsome than my brother-in-law, but how could you possibly be better than him?
To Vereesa, her brother-in-law was the true hero. In these war-torn times, refugees from so many nations suffered everywhere with nowhere to turn, and no one cared whether they lived or died. Yet her brother-in-law had built a peaceful haven amid the chaos. He had saved hundreds of thousands of displaced refugees and brought peaceful coexistence among the races to The Hinterlands, once a land of savagery and slaughter. And hadn't he also saved so many High Elf civilians when the Orcs invaded Quel'Thalas?
The person Vereesa had once admired most was her eldest sister, Alleria. But after living in The Hinterlands for a while, her views had gradually changed. She felt that her eldest sister, skilled as she was at marching and fighting, could not compare to her brother-in-law, who had saved so many people.
Kalimdor, Desolace.
By the time the City Lord's Household Guard finished clearing the battlefield, dawn had broken. Centaur corpses lay everywhere, filling the air with the heavy stench of blood. Yu Lin Bloodhawk had wanted to bury them all, but the City Lord's Household Guard had fought all night, and everyone was exhausted. With so many corpses to deal with, he could not bear to wear his troops out any further. He left the bodies untouched and led his forces back