As the battle turned into a rout, the water in the Moon Altar's pool shone with pure moonlight. The ritual had actually worked!
Rowan looked up at the night sky. Azeroth's gentle full moon was gradually swallowed by a lunar shadow, and one side of the crescent was replaced by pitch-black darkness.
The charcoal-gray shadow slowly descended. Wisps of dim radiance swirled around Sa'ella, bestowing the moon goddess's favor upon her.
Sa'ella's skin darkened, and heavy eyeshadow appeared around her large, clear eyes.
Two hooked, crescent-shaped tear marks appeared on her cheeks, and her clothing quietly began to change.
An exquisite Moonblade replaced her plain longbow, while her crude clothing became a brand-new suit of shoulder-baring leather armor.
Sa'ella now looked every bit a Moon Warrior.
Sa'ella stared at her transformation in astonishment. Overcome with excitement, she raised her Moonblade and summoned the moon goddess's radiance.
A Moonfire laced with shadowy lunar markings descended from the sky, striking Xavius squarely on the crown of his head.
Xavius screamed as the moonlight pinned him to the ground, leaving him unable to move.
The four druids seized the opening to catch their breath.
With Sa'ella holding Xavius down, the druids exchanged quick glances and reached an unspoken agreement.
They drew out every last ounce of their balance of power. Four Starsurges flew from their hands and pierced Xavius's chest.
"No! I can't die here!" Xavius roared in defiance.
But the surging energy would not stop reacting simply because Xavius struggled.
Starsurge and Moonfire gradually consumed Xavius's body until he finally exploded into drifting clouds of shadow breath.
"By the moon goddess's grace, Sa'ella killed that damned elven traitor!"
"Sa'ella protected our camp and our forest."
"She's our hero, the hero of Val'sharah!" The elven civilians of Shaladrassil's grove crowded around Sa'ella, thanking