Killing his mother with his own hands was too much for Vereesa. After holding his mother, who had turned into bones because of the power of death, and crying bitterly for a long time, Vereesa finally With Aaron's persuasion and support, we returned to the Alliance's camp. Along the way, sadness lingered on his face, which made Aaron feel even more uncomfortable.
"Maybe, I should be more proactive in helping Vereesa solve this matter," Aaron looked at Vereesa guiltily. It wasn't until he saw Vereesa's performance that he finally understood how cruel he had done. A stupid thing, if he had used all his strength before, he might not be able to solve Lireesa Windrunner, but deep down in his heart, he had the idea of escape from this matter, so he made the decision to let Vereesa solve it by himself. Now that he thinks about it, this is a bit too irresponsible.
Until Sylvanas, who learned about the situation from other rangers, took Vereesa away from Aaron with a cold face, Aaron still could not forgive himself, even escaping from Sylvanas's cold gaze, and even seemed to be running away when he hurriedly left.
After walking around the camp and killing a few demons on the front line, Aaron finally suppressed the guilt in his heart and allowed himself to focus on other things. The first thing he did was to find an open space and call Xal'atath out. He had something to confirm.
"What's wrong with Lireesa Windrunner's soul? Why can't it be sent to Halls of Valor?" When Vereesa solved Lireesa Windrunner before, Aaron quietly asked Xal'atath to do something to send Lireesa Windrunner's soul to Halls of Valor, hoping to use this to preserve a little hope for Vereesa to see his mother again, but Xal'atath expressed helplessness after trying it, so Aaron could only watch Lireesa Windrunner's soul completely fall into Shadowlands, which was also an important reason for his guilt.
"In the final analysis, it is the power of death. Souls polluted by the power of death cannot enter Halls of Valor. Even if they go, they will not be able to regain a body with the help of Holy Light's power. They will only be torn apart by two conflicting forces." Xal'atath glanced at Aaron and said nothing more, but explained again what Aaron should have understood.
"But..." Aaron wanted to say something, but reason told him that Xal'atath was right. No one is to blame for this matter. It can only be said that Lireesa Windrunner was unlucky. If she had not avoided the spell cast by Kel'Thuzad at that time, Aaron could still go to Odyn to ask for someone, but now the situation is irreversible.
If Aaron wanted to change this situation at that time, unless he really foresaw it and brought Kel'Thuzad with him in advance, and the exhausted Kel'Thuzad still had the energy to cast a spell to strip away the power of death from Lireesa Windrunner's body, otherwise Lireesa Windrunner's ending would not change, and might even become more cruel.
"Then why did Lireesa Windrunner become like that in the end?" This is also a question that bothers Aaron. Shouldn't Undead, who has escaped the control of Master Undead, regain his will during his lifetime? There is no Val'kyr who is loyal to Banshee Queen to brainwash Undead. If Lireesa Windrunner behaves normally at the beginning, then there is obviously something wrong with his behavior of not sparing his own daughter.
"The reason is still the power of death," Xal'atath explained to Aaron, "The hatred of the dead against living beings caused by the power of death is much more serious than you think. If Lireesa Windrunner can discover his own power in time, The situation may allow her to withstand this hostility originating from her soul for a period of time, but she did not have time, and she was also hunted down by the rangers. Coupled with the appearance of Vereesa, the distortion and corrosion of her soul by the power of death was further aggravated, and she ended up like this."
"Okay, I understand." Aaron sighed and signaled to Xal'atath that he could go back. He was still very confused and panicked. He could only divert his attention from this matter when fighting the devil, but once the battle relaxed a little, this low mood would flood his heart again.
When the demon's offensive finally subsided as night fell, Aaron chose to return to his tent to rest instead of commemorating his fallen comrades and celebrating one more day of life with other soldiers. He only felt that these people were too noisy.
As the city lord of Covenant City, Aaron was able to have a tent of his own, but there was nothing in the tent. Aaron could only sleep on the ground with a layer of blankets between him and Aaron. He could smell the smell of the earth below and couldn't sleep for a long time. It wasn't until the curtain of his tent was opened that he looked up to see who had come in. Under normal circumstances, no one would bother Aaron. He had no position in the Alliance army.
As a result, he saw Vereesa with red eyes walking in, which surprised Aaron. It seemed that Vereesa had been crying for a long time after leaving him, but his mood should be a little more stable now, at least there was a little more energy in his eyes.
After approaching the tent, Vereesa hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Aaron and sat down. He looked directly at Aaron, but did not speak. He just stared at Aaron in silence, leaving Aaron unsure of what to do.
After the silent atmosphere lasted for a long time, Aaron finally couldn't help but speak and asked softly, "Vereesa, what's wrong with you? Aren't you going to rest?"
Vereesa shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I had a nightmare. When I woke up, I found that my sister was not there. I..."
Having said this, Vereesa grabbed one of Aaron's hands and whispered, "Aaron, you won't leave me, will you?"
"What did you dream about..." Aaron frowned. He felt that Vereesa was in a very wrong state, but looking at the other party's weak and pitiful appearance, he decided not to ask what happened. Instead, he held Vereesa's cold palm with his backhand. "Don't worry, I will definitely not leave you. I will always be with you."
"That's good, I'm really afraid that you will leave me like my sisters." Vereesa nodded seriously, and then he lay down directly holding Aaron's shoulders, murmuring, "I'm so sleepy, I'll go to sleep first."
Aaron stared in shock as Vereesa closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became calmer, and he actually fell asleep like this. Looking at Vereesa's sleeping face, Aaron sighed softly. With a sound, he covered Vereesa with his blanket, and tried to pull out the arm that was tightly held by Vereesa, but failed. Instead, Vereesa murmured in his sleep, "Don't go, don't leave me."
"What on earth is going on?" If it weren't for the worry of waking up Vereesa, Aaron would have wanted to shout a few times to vent.
Xal'atath sighed faintly, "Today's experience has dealt a serious blow to this little girl, and... the power of death emanating from Lireesa Windrunner has also had an impact on her, making her thinking slower and easier to get emotional. But don't worry, this effect is very slight. If she hadn't been suffering from severe mood swings, the power of death would have disappeared easily. At most, she would be fine tomorrow."
"That's it." Aaron nodded, but still gave Vereesa a few strokes of Holy Light uneasily. This was all he could do. Next, he could only hope that Vereesa could get out of his sadness as soon as possible.