"The choice will be up to you." Aaron said to Vereesa after being silent for a long time, "That is your mother, what kind of ending do you want her to get? No matter what choice you make, I will support you."
Aaron has already inquired about Azeroth through Xal'atath. If there is a chance, Azeroth would not mind leaving a place for Lireesa Windrunner in Halls of Valor. Aaron hopes to leave the choice in the hands of Vereesa, but he does not know in his heart whether this is cruel or gentle to Vereesa.
"Shall I... decide?" Vereesa's eyes were full of confusion. She had never considered such a problem. Her mother, who had long thought she would never see her again, resurrected from the dead, but she became Undead who was opposed to the living.
Vereesa's perception was sharp enough. She saw the uncontrollable killing intent in her mother's eyes when she left. She was constantly dealing with Undead around Aaron. Vereesa was very clear about her mother's condition, but no matter what, she was her own mother.
Just when Vereesa didn't know what to do, Aaron noticed that there seemed to be a faint wheezing sound not far away. He tugged Vereesa's hand and motioned to go over with him to take a look. He saw a High Elf ranger who had been shot through the abdomen by an arrow and collapsed to the ground. Judging from the residual power of death on the arrow, it was probably Lireesa Windrunner's hand that was injured.
Seeing this scene, Vereesa hurriedly squatted down to help the ranger treat his wound, but the other person had lost too much blood and was unable to regain consciousness for a while.
Seeing the miserable condition of the ranger, Vereesa bit her lip, stood up, held Titans' Strike in her hand, and chased in the direction Lireesa Windrunner left. Looking at her expression, she had already made a decision. "Aaron, take care of her."
"Vereesa?!" Aaron scratched his head. He felt that he should stay here, but now this elf ranger really needs to be taken care of. If Undead comes again, something will happen.
After hesitating for a moment, Aaron applied a few Heal strokes to the still fainting ranger. After seeing that the wound began to heal, he summoned a griffon and put the opponent on the griffin's back. He led the griffin and chased after Vereesa. Aaron had suffered enough from flying in the forest before, and he didn't want to do it again.
Although it seemed a bit strange, Aaron solved his dilemma and was able to find Vereesa. The experience in jungle operations accumulated by Aaron was not enough to help him find Vereesa, but he still found it. When they arrived, they followed the traces left by Lireesa Windrunner and used the traces left by High Elf ranger's corpse or seriously injured body. Along the way, Aaron tried his best to rescue every injured ranger he met. He didn't stop until he heard the whistling sound of arrows piercing the air one after another.
That's right, after Vereesa and his mother met again, they didn't even have time to say a word before they started fighting. As for who started first, Aaron had no way of knowing. They could only judge the owner of the arrow based on whether the power of death or the power of thunder was wrapped around each arrow, and then judge the fighting situation between the two.
Because he wanted to avoid the injured High Elf ranger being injured by the flowing arrow, Aaron did not dare to get too close, but he was worried about Vereesa's safety, so he could only continue to watch.
As a former ranger general, Lireesa Windrunner's accomplishments in jungle warfare are naturally extraordinary. The ranger beside Aaron who was seriously injured by her is proof. Even though Lireesa Windrunner's movements are no longer as flexible as when he was alive, he can still defeat any ranger with the help of experience and the power of death.
Even though Vereesa is outstanding enough that her picky sister can safely let her follow Aaron around the world, she is still at a steady disadvantage when facing her own mother. This is not the difference in strength between the two, but in experience. The gap between Vereesa and what kind of response Vereesa would make under any circumstances was completely within Lireesa Windrunner's expectation. Even if the weapon in her hand was far better than Lireesa Windrunner's tattered longbow, there was no hope of victory.
"Mother..." Vereesa realized this clearly. What made her even more sad was that there was no trace of warmth in Lireesa Windrunner's eyes. She could only see the cold murderous intent. Coupled with what she saw along the way, Vereesa was even more painful.
Lireesa Windrunner's response to Vereesa was still an arrow wrapped in the power of death. Each arrow was better than an arrow, and it even made Vereesa somewhat breathless. He could only use the cover of trees to temporarily escape.
"Can I only do this?" Vereesa hid behind the tree and felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart. She originally wanted to defeat her mother and ask her what she was thinking. However, looking at it now, Lireesa Windrunner did not want to give her this chance. "What else can I do? Just give up like this? No, if this continues, whether it is my mother or others... I must defeat my mother so that she can't do this again."
Vereesa has never been as eager as now to have powerful power, to have the power to stop her mother. Just when Vereesa had such thoughts in her heart, the Titans' Strike in her hand responded to him.
Waves of thunder power poured into her body along Vereesa's hand holding the bow, but she did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt that her body was full of power. Even her strength and reaction speed were greatly enhanced. Facing Lireesa Windrunner's fatal shot, Vereesa thought she could not dodge it, but she found that the speed of the arrow seemed to have slowed down a bit. In the end, she narrowly avoided it and opened a little distance.
From the perspective of Aaron, a very magical change has taken place in Vereesa at this moment. The power of thunder flashes on Vereesa's body, and even her eyes are shining with lightning. Titans' Strike has undergone further deformation. The originally rather mechanical bow has become more slender and exquisite. It is more like a long bow used by High Elf. The lightning wrapped around the bow spine seems to be echoing the changes in Vereesa. It seems that this artifact has completely recognized Vereesa, not only giving Vereesa powerful power, but also actively adapting to Vereesa's usage habits.
Nowadays, Vereesa looks more like a Valkyrie who has mastered the power of thunder. However, although she has amazing momentum, she has a sad face, which is even worse when facing Lireesa Windrunner. However, Vereesa still shoots an arrow firmly, which carries the power of thunder. The whistling sound also carried a sob that broke through the sky. The speed of this arrow was as fast as a meteor. Even Lireesa Windrunner had no time to dodge. She could only watch the arrow piercing her rotten body and spreading the power of thunder throughout her body, expelling the power of death from her body and making her even weaker.
Seeing that the arrow was successful, Lireesa Windrunner's body even began to slowly collapse. Vereesa felt no joy in his heart, only deep sadness and pain that could not be resolved. Looking at his mother, Vereesa let go of the bow and arrow in his hand, rushed directly to Lireesa Windrunner, hugged Lireesa Windrunner tightly in his arms, and cried and vented like a child.
Seeing his daughter throwing herself into his arms, the anger and killing intent in Lireesa Windrunner's eyes slowly faded, replaced by regret and relief, "You have really grown up, Vereesa, don't cry, it will become ugly."
Lireesa Windrunner stretched out his palm and gently touched Vereesa's hair, and then it fell away feebly.
Vereesa burst into tears uncontrollably.
One second of genius: m. lewenlewen