Shameless trolls who resorted to filthy tricks like attacking from behind still had the nerve to call the power of the Holy Light vile sorcery.
No wonder troll civilization had made no progress in ten thousand years. Their savagery, like that of forest beasts, ran deep in their flesh and blood, etched into their very bones.
Civilization and enlightenment were a colossal joke to the troll tribes.
The Shadow Poison Blade Dak'uru had thrown carried a small dose of paralytic poison.
The dagger pierced the paladin's armor and sank into his flesh. The poison would spread through his bloodstream to every part of his body.
Although that strange golden energy protected him, neutralizing energy took time. Besides, the poison was a biological toxin, not energy.
Hir'eek's Night Blade hovered before Talanji's gently rising chest.
Dak'uru's ambush had left the veteran paladin paralyzed. Seizing the opportunity, she unleashed the Night Blade Hir'eek had created.
Like a black bat beneath the night sky, the blade swooped at Tirion Fordring with a hoarse screech.
Tirion Fordring instinctively raised his Holy Hammer to block Talanji's witchcraft.
But the black bat had only flown halfway when streaks of arcane arrows arrived.
The night blades and arrows collided, canceling one another out and averting the danger.
Talanji recognized this Ranger-General. She had seen Sylvanas in all her glory on her first visit to Eversong Woods.
But Talanji had not expected them to face each other so soon.
"Can you still fight?" Sylvanas asked with concern.
As the poison debuff slowly faded, Tirion Fordring immediately cast a Cleansing Spell on himself.
Tirion was not particularly familiar with the Holy Specialization's coursework, but he had a solid grasp of its skills.
With the poison removed, a shield rose around Tirion once more, and the Holy Light blazed.
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