Aegis of Azeroth – Chapter 4

The Light shook the ground, as the area around Delisia was consecrated in its almighty power. The group of Imps reeled back, giving her the chance to swing her sword in a wide arc, slicing into all the demons around her killing most of them, and injuring the others enough for the Sentinel Hill soldiers to finish them off. At last she had a bit of breathing room. She looked around and surveyed the damage. Buildings were burning in green fire, citizens of the town screaming and fleeing from the onslaught of demons. Delisia scowled, these demon bastards will pay for their destructive rampage, but that wasn't the only reason she was here. She was looking out for allies against the Legion, more specifically, the two warriors the Westfall refugees spoke of. She had no idea what they looked like, but she guessed she would know if she saw them.

"Is that all? I thought you demons would have given more of a challenge!" boomed a deep voice from over the hill.

"Come at me! My axe will drink your blood!" shouted another.

Delisia turned her head to the sound of the voices. Even if they weren't the warriors she was looking for, they certainly didn't have any love for the Legion. She set off up the hill, slashing away the smaller imps and felhounds that tried to attack her. She reached the top of the hill and looked out for the two people who had shouted out just before. There were masses of people below her, demons, guards and other adventurers like her who sought to help fight back the invasion. They were all fighting a fierce battle, red and green blood spraying in all directions.

Then she spied them, making their way up the opposite hill, carving a path towrds the Legions Commander. Two warriors, both covered in blood stained plate armour. One was dressed in red and silver, carrying a protective shield and a sharp sword. The other was all in black, with a horned helmet, and a vicious looking two-handed axe.

She ran throug the masive battle, using her sword to pierce the legs and hearts of demons as she did so. She got to the other side of the crowd, but a felguard stood in her way, axe held high ready to bring down on her. She side stepped, the axe missing her and crashing into the ground. Before the demon could lift the weapon again, she ran behind him and cut her sword through the back of one of his legs. It fell to one knee, grunting in pain. It swang a fist behind him, Delsisa ducked, but held her sword up and called upon the power of the Light, making the blade glow. The edge of the light-infused blade connected with the felguards wrist, slicing clean through. Its hand fell to the floor in front of her and the felguard let out a horrendous scream. Seeing her chance, she thrust the sword into the felguards back, the tip of the blade coming out of its chest, green blood dripping from it. The demon toppled over, crushing some smaller demons under its weight as it died. Delisia brushed a strand of hair away from her face, and continued up the hill towards the two warriors.

They had almost made it to the top. He swung his mighty axe, cutting three Imps in half, he instantly raised the weapon again, then brought it down on a felhounds neck.

"Watch out!" His friend stepped in front of him and raised his shield, blocking the blades of a wrathguard from cutting into his shoulders. The shield-bearer knocked the blades away and stabbed into the wrathguards stomach. It stepped back in surprise as the axe-wielder sliced into one of its legs, and the shield-bearer finished it with a swift stab in the chest. That was the last of the regular demons, all that remained before them was the Commander, an Eredar sorceress. They both stepped forward to confront her, and a young Human girl ran up behind them, ready to join them for the battle. They both looked at her with steely eyes.

"I hope you're capable girl, this fight won't be easy." The axe-wielder said.

"I got up here, didn't I? I can take care of myself." Delisia replied.

They both nodded then turned to face the Eredar. "I know you demons aren't the type to surrender, so we'll try to make you're death as painful as possible." The shield-bearer barked at her.

"It's the least you deserve after all you've done to my people alone!" the axe-wielder added, a new fire in his voice.

The sorceress looked at the three of them, and shook her head. "Ha! I do admire your spirit, but I'm afraid I'll have to dissapoint. I intend to keep on fighting here for a long time. See you all soon." she said, as she dissapeared in green smoke as she teleported away.

Delisia relaxed as she went, turning to see the majority of the remaining demons retreating or being defeated. She breathed a sigh of relief. The invasion was over, for now anyway. She turned back to the two warriors, but they weren't behind her anymore, they had already moved over to a nearby table to inspect their weapons and armour. She never paid much attention to what they looked like before, but now she ha the time, she inspected them closer. The shield-bearer was a tall Tauren warrior, with brown fur and a thick brown mane. The axe-wielder could have been anything under all that armour, but as he took his helmet off, she saw what he was. A muscular Draenei revealed himself from under the helmet. He had pale blue skin, and chilling, ice cold blue eyes. He was a Death Knight.

"What are your names?" she asked them both.

The Draenei said nothing and continued to work on his axe, but the Tauren rolled his eyes at his friend and spoke up. "My name is Kreighton Thunderhoof, and my bitter friend here is Dreyson Krenn. Who are you paladin?"

"Delisia Ridley" she responded.

"Well you are certainly brave to come here Delisia Ridley, this is a dangerous place, in even more dangerous times. I am impressed with your courage" Kreighton said. Dreyson grunted and shrugged in agreement.

"That means a lot, thank you. But actually, I came here looking for you two" she said.

This was enough to make Dreyson look up from his work and at her. "Us?" He asked.

"My brother and I are recruiting people, people with the skills and strength to fight the Legion at the source of the invasion. The refugees in Stormwind spoke of you both. An untoppable force against the demons here. I came looking for you to ask if you would join us in this mission."

Dreyson spoke imediately. "I have no interest in you or this crusade of yours girl. I've never worked well in teams, and I'm not going to start now. Now stop bothering me!"

Kreighton was a bit more thoughtful however. "Hold on, my friend. We both agreed that the reason we fight this war is to see it through to its end. With this girl and her brother, we have been given the chance to see that happen, and soon. Surely this is a chance we should take if it means peace for this world?"

Dreyson thought about what his friend said. "Who else is in this group of yours?" he asked.

Delisia listed them off. "So far, it's myself, my brother Siiyan, and hopefully one of his priest friends. Also, you two if you choose to come with us."

"And where else are you going to get allies from?"

"We'll need allies from all over, of all disciplines. From both Alliance and Horde, but I can see from you two that probably won't be a problem."

The two warriors looked at each other, Kreighton giving Dreyson a pleading look. Dreyson sighed.

"Very well, we shall join you."

Kreighton nodded at his comrade. "Thank you, brother."

Dreyson nodded and reached out his hand. Kreighton clasped it with his own hand and they shared a strong handshake.

Delisia looked on, impressed with the comradery between the two warriors. They had clearly been through a lot a battling together, and had earned each others respect through combat. If everyone they recruit could have that kind of outlook, then perhaps they had a chance.

"When you've finished up here, head to Dalaran, above Deadwind Pass. Seek out Archmage Khadgar, tell him I sent you."

"We will. We won't let you down, Delisia Ridley." Kreighton said, bring his hand to his chest and bowing slightly.

Delisia did the same back, and turned to leave, but Dreyson spoke up again.

"If it's knowledgable people you want, then there's someone here that you'll want to speak to." Dreyson said to her.

Kreighton nodded. "At the Eastern gate of Sentinel Hill, there's a small camp, it's very easy to spot. Talk to the leader there. It's definitely someone you'll want as an ally, rather than an enemy."

"Who, or what am I looking for?" She asked quizically.

Dreyson gave her a wry smile. "When you see her, you'll know." And with that, he turned back to his axe and didn't look back at her.

Knowing that was all she was going to get from those two on the matter, she nodded and headed for the gate. If it was someone she wouldn't want as an enemy, hopefully it would be someone with the weapons and skills needed to combat the Legion. She headed down the hill as she wondered who, or what it could be.