Chapter Thirty-Six - Strange Incidents

Varian sat on his chair and gave us a look which was a mix of surprise and disbelief. He was wearing his typical blue and golden coloured armour. His black hair was tied up in a messy pony-tail. He looked shocked as well. Shocked about the news that a demon had taken control over a human. We hadn't told him that Vanessa was the mother of my son. He knew that I knew her and Mal'Ganis had influenced her because he wanted to get me.

I observed Varian who was still sitting on his chair. I didn't know why but somehow something about him was suspicious as if something had changed over the past week where we hadn't seen him. He was acting differently. Maybe I was just imagining this. But I had the impression that he was acting like a different person. The way he moved, the way he looked at us seemed different for me. Maybe I was just imagining this and was seeing something which wasn't there. Maybe.

"I can't believe that the Burning Legion went that far. They are really meaning it serious" said Varian and made a thoughtful and worried face.

"They are always meaning it serious. They have invaded Azeroth for more than one time. They will never stop trying to conquer our world" responded Jaina.

"That's true"

"What do we do now? We have to do something against it" I looked at Varian and then at Jaina who was giving me a worried look.

"We should take a closer look on Vanessa. Maybe we can locate Mal'Ganis with the help of the connection between him and Vanessa. If we find Mal'Ganis, we find the other demons which are working with them" she told.

"How do you know that there are other demons?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Normally, demons never work alone. Mal'Ganis had the help of the Cult of the Damned back then when he spread the plague in Lordaeron. He didn't work together with another demon that's why he failed in the end. He might have achieved his first goal to lure you into the service of the Lich King but he didn't manage to make you join the Legion. I don't want to imagine what would have happened if he would have gotten assistance from another dreadlord. I don't think you would have been able to kill two dreadlords back then, even with Frostmourne. Mal'Ganis would have succeeded and you would have become a member of the Legion"

"So, I'm glad that he didn't work together with another bastard of his kind back then" I spoke, pursing my lips.

"But now he won't do the same mistake"

"How can you know that?" I asked.

"Mal'Ganis was the mastermind behind the fall of Lordaeron. As wrong as it sounds, his plan was perfect. He planned it and executed it very well. His only mistake was to underestimate you and your will or in this case your thirst for vengeance. You killed him and never joined the Legion. I'm pretty sure that he has learned from his mistakes" spoke Jaina and put her hand on mine, stroking the back of my left hand with her thumb.

"I'm still asking myself why Mal'Ganis choose Vanessa and what he had wanted to achieve" spoke Varian.

"Maybe he wants to have vengeance. Arthas killed him. Demons are very arrogant creatures. They think that they are better than us 'mortal'. I'm pretty sure that being killed by Arthas had hurt his ego. Maybe he wants to clear his name by killing Arthas"

Varian looked at me for a small moment before he shifted his gaze back to Jaina. "How do we prevent that Mal'Ganis takes control over another person and attack Arthas again?"

"I don't know, to be honest. We have to try to find out Mal'Ganis' location. Then we have to confront him" responded Jaina.

Varian nodded and leaned back in his chair. "Alright"

"Has the Horde agreed to the meeting between Arthas and Thrall?" asked Jaina curiously.

Varian poured tea in a cup and took a sip, relaxing a little. "They have. Thrall wants to meet Arthas in three days in Dalaran. Now, where this flying city isn't occupied by the undead anymore, it is a neutral place again. We can use it as a location for meetings with the Horde. It's ideal for such meetings. We need the support of the Horde if we want to defend Azeroth against the Burning Legion"

I turned my head and looked at the beautiful woman next to me. "Do you come with me, Jaina?"

"Of course, I will". She leaned in and captured my lips with her own. The kiss didn't hold for too long but it was still good enough to make me happy and want for more. Of course, I knew I couldn't make out with her right in front of Varian, so I decided to save it for later.

"Five of my best men will escort you in case that Sylvanas Windrunner shows up and does something stupid" suggested Varian.

"There is no need for that. The mages of the Kirin Tor are capable enough of defending Arthas. Thrall will think that you don't trust him if you send your royal guard with us. It's better that we meet Thrall alone. The Kirin Tor will take care of us and make sure that Sylvanas won't get in Arthas' near" spoke Jaina. She intertwined our fingers and moved closer to me, leaning against me.

"I trust you. Both of you. Hopefully, this won't end in a disaster" the king of Stormwind responded and scratched his forehead.

"I'm with Arthas, don't forget that. I will protect him and prevent that anything will happen to him". Jaina kissed my cheek softly and rested her head on my shoulder.

Varian chuckled and emptied his cup of tea. "Alright. I think we have spoken about everything so you can go now if you want"

I gave him a nod. "See you later, old friend"

He returned the nod. "Good luck, Arthas"

I gave him a thankful smile and stood up. Jaina got up as well, making sure that our fingers were still intertwined. She caressed the back of my hand with her thumb. I brought her hand to my lips and pressed a soft kiss on it while staring into her beautiful eyes. She gave me a happy smile and pressed a kiss on my cheek. We stared at each other for a few moments, then we walked to the door. We waved at Varian and left the room, returning to our room.

The followings days were faster over than I had expected. I spent a lot of time with Marcus. I played with him and his toys mostly. I had to tell him excuses why he couldn't see his mother for a few days. He wasn't very happy about this but he didn't say anything. At least he was happy that I was around. We played with his toys and initiated many battles. Most of the time, my figure ended up defeating the figure of Sylvanas.

I had spent about six hours with Marcus every day while Jaina had been looking for a way to locate Mal'Ganis. In the afternoon, I had met Jaina and spent time with her. We had cuddled and had shared kisses and caresses. We had made long walks and regarded the sunset. One night, we had slept in a tent in the nearest forest. Of course, Varian's men and Jaina's clones had guarded the area.

The strangest thing was, that since our argument, Jaina had become a lot hornier. It had been impossible for me to deny her so we had spent at least three hours every night with making love. We had even made love under the stars. In life, I would have been worried that she could become pregnant if he would do it so often. But she was undead so she couldn't become pregnant.

Not that I didn't want children with her. Of course, I had always known that I would have children with her one day. But now where we were both undead, it was impossible.

We had never spent so much time together in bed. We had only done that when we had been young and alive. Each time where I had visited her in Dalaran, we had made love during the nights. We had only seen each other one or two times per month so we had used the time wisely. There was this one week where Jaina and I had travelled to Stormwind for a festival. We both had a week off so we had spent a lot of time together in our tent during the nights.

Anyways, the past days went by very quickly and day of the meeting with Thrall had arrived. I was standing in the middle of Dalaran, in the area once known as Runeweaver Square. It had been renamed to Proudmoore Square after Jaina had ordered all forces of the Scourge back to Icecrown and had freed Dalaran from the undead.

The statue on top of the fountain had been replaced as well. Instead of an armoured knight stood a statue of Jaina. But it didn't look like the Jaina statue in Theramore. The statue didn't show the living Jaina. The statue looked exactly like the Jaina from the present. The statue was an image of the undead Jaina which was wearing blue robes and was carrying two wands in her hands.

"That's a beautiful statue" I commented and shifted my gaze to the lovely person who was standing next to me and was holding my hand. Jaina smiled and stepped on her tiptoes to place a soft kiss on my lips. The kiss didn't last very long but it was good enough for us.

A few women, who were sitting on the benches around the fountain, cheered when they saw us kissing again. Jaina pulled away eventually, looking at me shyly. She was blushing a little and biting her bottom lip softly. I lifted one hand and ran strands of her golden hair through my fingers. I had to admit that she looked even more gorgeous with her dyed hair.

I regarded our reflections in the water, taking a closer look on my freshly dyed hair. "I really love that you have dyed your hair as well, Arthas. Blond hair looks better on you than silver hair"

"Thank you, honey" I responded and pressed a kiss on her neck. She giggled and punched my shoulder playfully.

"Stop it, people are watching us" she said teasingly and playfully.

My response was so quiet that only she could hear it "I don't care". I kissed her neck once again, marking my territory with a love bite. I pulled away and put and arm around her waist, giving her a wide grin.

I stared at her for a few moments before I turned my head and regarded our surroundings. It was unmistakable that Dalaran had seen better days. This once beautiful city had been devasted when it had been invaded by the Scourge years ago. The roads had been destroyed, the walls of the buildings had been damaged and even a few houses had been blown up. The city had looked more like a ruin than an actual city when we had freed it from the Scourge weeks ago.

Currently, hundreds of builders, mages and other spellcasters were working on it. They were doing their best to rebuild it and make it look like the Dalaran the people used to know. The Proudmoore Square and the Violet Citadel had been the first places which had been rebuilt. The other parts of Dalaran were waiting to be rebuilt soon. I was pretty sure that this city will regain its once beauty.

I was brought out of my thoughts when Jaina slapped my ass playfully. I jumped up a little, my cheeks reddened when I looked at her. "Come, my love. Thrall is waiting for us" she spoke with her soothing voice.

She put her arm around my waist and pressed a kiss on my lips before we started walking. We left the square and followed the path, which had to be rebuilt as well, to the Violet Citadel.

It was no surprise for me to see Rhonin among those who were helping to rebuild the city. Dalaran had been moved to the Eastern Kingdoms by the former Council of the Six. This allowed Rhonin to use his magic to rebuilt destroyed or damaged building structures. At this moment, he was talking to his wife who helped him with positioning a few statues.

We waved at them but they didn't notice us. We knew that Thrall could arrive any minute so we decided to pay her a visit later. We arrived in front of the Violet Citadel and regarded it.

It was unmistakable that the Council of the Six had used this opportunity to make the building larger, better looking and better protected against attacks of every description. It had been a long time since I had seen the Violet Citadel in its full splendour before it had been heavily damaged. So, I couldn't judge if the rebuilt citadel looked better than the old version. I only noticed that Jaina was making and amazed face when she regarded it, telling me that she was more than just impressed by this magnificent building.

The white marble, out of which most of the building was made, reflected the sun perfectly so that the building looked even more beautiful than it already was. The reflected sun was not that strong so it didn't dazzle the creatures which were standing in its near nor did it hurt their ears. The roofs of the citadel and its many turrets were covered by purple tiles. The citadel was very tall and wide, meaning that there was enough space for thousands of rooms. All in all, this building was one of the most impressive buildings I had ever seen.

We regarded the magnificent building for a few moments before we climbed the long staircase to the entrance. We were greeted by two mages of the Kirin Tor who guided us through the entrance hall to the room where the meeting took place.

The first person I saw was the glorious leader of the Horde Thrall. He was sitting at the head of a long wooden table. Next to him on his left side was a much older orc with grey hair who was wearing firm red coloured armour which covered his entire body except for his head. On Thrall's right side sat a blue-skinned troll with a red mohawk. I recognized these persons as Overlord Saurfang and Vol'jin, the chieftain of the darkspear tribe. Behind them stood two Sin'dorei mages who wore red robes.

Their gazes shifted to us when they noticed our presence. The faces Thrall's companions were making didn't tell us if they were enjoying to see us or not. Varok Saurfang was making a grim face while Vol'jin made an expressionless face. Thrall was the only one who showed sympathy for us.

He was giving us a smile and put his mighty weapon 'Doomhammer' on the floor, signalizing that he was trusting us. Jaina returned his smile and gave him a nod, taking a seat at the end of the table, opposite to Thrall. I sat next to her, intertwining my fingers with hers under the table.

I had expected that we would be silent for the first few minutes and would do nothing except staring at the members of the other faction. But that didn't happen. Thrall was the one who spoke first, a few moments after we had sat down on our seats.

"I'm glad that we finally meet" he spoke, shifting his gaze to me. "King Varian has promised me that you have no intentions to harm the citizens of Azeroth. He told me that you are not working for the Scourge anymore and that you want to make up for the mistakes you have made in the past. Is that right?"

"Yes, it is" I responded without hesitation, returning the Warchief's staring. "I know that the actions I had made because of my thirst of vengeance, have led to the death of numerous innocent people. I've sworn to do everything in my power to make up for all the destroyed lives. I know that I will never be able to make up for the hundreds of thousands of lives which had been destroyed by the Lich King. Nevertheless, I want to help wherever I can.

I knew by looking in his eyes that he was believing me.

"So, how does your plan look like?" Saurfang asked. His narrowed eyes and his ice-cold face showed me that he was not convinced by my answer.

"Well, we have managed to get the Scourge under our control so the next step would be to prevent that the Burning Legion will successfully invade Azeroth. I want to fight for the citizens of Azeroth and risk my life for the greater good"

"How do we know tha' you are speakin' da truth an' not lyin' ta us?" asked Vol'jin. His strong troll accent was unmistakable.

"I know that it is hard for you to trust me after everything my rash actions have caused. But you have to believe me that I don't want to harm anyone. Not the Alliance and not the Horde. I've helped Jaina getting the Scourge under control. They haven't harmed any citizens for more than half a year. Over the past year, we didn't do a single move against the Horde or the Alliance. We even sent the remaining forces of the Scourge back to Icecrown so that the rest of Northrend is free" I responded and looked at the ambassadors of the Horde, wondering what they were thinking at this very moment.

"Your words are not enough to convince us that we can trust you" spoke Saurfang, regarding me with narrowed eyes. Somehow, I had the assumption that he hated me and didn't want to cooperate with me. As if I had been responsible for the death of a person who had been close to him. If only I could know why he was looking at me like this.

He kept regarding me like this during the entire conversation. I answered Thrall's and Vol'jin's question honestly and explained how we wanted to proceed against the Legion. Both believed me. Only Saurfang didn't say anything, nor did he stop looking at me like this.

I was about to ask him what was wrong with him when a bright light came out of nowhere and dazzled us. I held my hands in front of my eyes but I was not able to see something even though I was a paladin, a servant of the light. The light was too bright for my eyes. I closed them, hoping the dazzling light would disappear as soon as possible.

I opened my eyes after a while, noticing that the dazzling light was not there anymore. I noticed soon enough that Jaina and I were not in the Violet Citadel anymore. I didn't know where we were. I only knew that we were not in Dalaran anymore.

"Where are we?" I asked and looked at Jaina who opened her eyes at this very moment. She looked around, making a surprised face.

"I have no clue" she said quietly and made a few steps forward, regarding our surroundings closely. We were standing in some sort of a cave. The cave was not very tall, meaning that we had to be careful that we wouldn't bump our heads against the uneven ceiling. I regarded the cave's inside and the natural formed dark coloured walls. There were a few stalactites which hang from the ceiling. It wouldn't end well for the one who would come in contact with the very sharp tips which hang from the ceiling.

Somehow, I hadn't noticed the water on the ground earlier. At least it only reached to our ankles so it didn't bother us.

"Can you get us out of here?" I asked and looked at Jaina. She nodded her head and made a few steps backwards, lifting both wands. She closed her eyes and muttered a few words. The crystals of both wands started to glow brightly like her hair when she kept casting her spell.

She opened her eyes eventually and made a surprised face when she noticed that we were still standing in this cave. She closed her eyes and tried it again. Without success.

"Weird" she muttered and gave me a worried look. "I don't know why my spell doesn't work. I can feel the power rushing through my veins, still, I'm not able to cast this stupid teleportation spell"

"Maybe someone is blocking you out or this place prevents that your spell works" I suggested, making a thoughtful face.

"Both could be possible. We have to get out of the cave, then we will find out if I can make portals or not" she responded.

I gave her a nod and took her hand, pointing at the small path between the cave walls not far away from us. We had to walk one after one through it because the path was too thin for both of us. The cave was smaller than expected. I had thought that we would walk for a while but instead, we had found the exit after a walk of ten minutes.

The area around the cave was unfamiliar to us. We checked it carefully but we didn't find out where we were. We found no indications where we had been brought. Jaina walked a few steps, stopping in front of the nearest tree. It had no leaves like the other trees of the dead forest. Most of these trees were very little, bent or degenerated. The distances between them were very large so that this forest looked more like a bunch of lonely trees than an actual forest.

The ground beneath our feet was dry, dusty and didn't look very healthy. There was no way that any form of life would ever rise from this ground.

"This place looks so sad. Not even the area around Undercity looks so miserable" I commented and bent down, running my hand over the firm ground.

"Let's get out of here. I don't want to stay here any longer" spoke Jaina and closed her eyes. She muttered the same words she had said in the cave. Unfortunately, her spell didn't work for some reason.

She frowned and checked our surroundings as if she was looking for the source which prevented that she was able to create portals. She created a small fireball, calming down a little when she realized that she was at least able to use magic in general. Her attempts of creating a flame hadn't worked in the cave but at least it was working outside the cave.

Jaina looked at me for a short moment before she rushed to the nearest hill. I followed her. My eyes widened when I saw a blue glowing portal on the other side of the valley in front of us. There were lots of demonic creatures like felhounds, felbeasts and even imps on the bottom of the valley. The portal was guarded by two massive demons which carried big weapons in their hands.

"What is this place?" I asked quietly. I was holding my hammer tightly, whose head shined brightly. At least I knew that the light wouldn't let me down.

"I've no clue" she responded and tilted her head, regarding the dark green sky.

"We have to get to that portal" I commented.

"Yes, we have to" she responded and began to cast a spell. She summoned six massive water elementals which were wearing heavy armours. Even their oddly shaped heads were covered by blue helmets so that only their blue glowing eyes were visible. Jaina turned her head a little and gave me a nod. I returned the nod and rushed with her to the bottom of the valley.

We fought hard, crushed the skulls of demons or tore them apart. These demons were stronger than we had excepted but we defeated them eventually. All water elementals had been destroyed and even the freshly summoned fire and ice elementals hadn't survived the battle. At least, all demons were dead except for the two brutes in front of the portal.

Jaina had told me about this kind of demon. They were known as wrathguards and were taller and more muscular than most demons. Their upper bodies were exposed but their lower bodies were covered by heavy armour and they were carrying a massive sword in each hand.

The demons regarded us with interest. Their hesitation was their biggest mistake. A fireball hit the first in the chest before it had realized what was going on. It staggered backwards but the second reacted quickly. He charged at Jaina and attempted to cut her in halves. Of course, I prevented that by jumping in front of her and blocking the demon's attack with my hammer.

I managed to push the demon away with all of my force, causing that it nearly fell over its own feet. I jumped forward and swung my hammer, connecting its head with the head of this miserable creature. The demon was not able to scream in pain because its entire head was squashed like an overripe melon. I didn't wait that the body dropped on the ground as I made my next move and dodged the slice attack of the first demon.

Two very sharp ice-splinters hit the demon in the face, completely taking its vision as they bored into its eyes. The demon cursed loudly but I didn't care what it was saying because I couldn't understand it anyway. I took a swing, ramming my hammer in its upper body. The demon cried out once again but it stopped suddenly when a shape rotating ice-disc separated its ugly head from its body.

I turned around, showing Jaina that I was more than just impressed by this. I noticed that she looked really exhausted but that was no wonder after this battle against hundreds of demons. The battle, which had lasted for at least three hours, had exhausted me as well.

I regarded the portal with raised eyebrows. "Should we really walk through it? We don't know where it would bring us"

"There is no other way for us to get out of this demon infested place. And I have not enough power left to fight this horde of demons which is approaching us" she responded and pointed at a spot behind me. I turned around, spotting dozens of demons which were arriving on the other side of the valley.

"You are right. We have to go before they come close to us". I took Jaina's hand and looked at her, receiving a nod from her. We stepped through the portal together, relaxing when we noticed that it was closed behind us. We checked our new surroundings, noticing that we were standing in the middle of a battlefield.

Around us were soldiers of the Alliance fighting against troops of the Horde. Steel clashed against steel. Steel cut through flesh and bones. Fire and other magical creations hit soldiers and heavily injured them or even killed them. There were hundreds of soldiers of both factions around us. But the Horde and the Alliance weren't the only factions which were involved in this battle.

We spotted undead creatures which weren't members of the Forsaken. They belonged to the Scourge and were fighting against the sons and daughters of the Horde. I spotted Kel'Thuzad not far away from me. At this very moment, he shackled two orcs on an icy pillar with magical frost chains. He created two ice splinters and pierced their heads with them. An amused expression was visible on his face as he turned around and killed a massive tauren which had been dumb enough to approach the master spellcaster alone.

I looked at Jaina who was making a shocked face. Her widened eyes darted from spot to spot. Her expression told me that she couldn't believe what was going on. Her gaze suddenly stopped wandering and rested on one person. I turned my head to find out at who she was looking at.

The person was no other than Vereesa Windrunner who was lying on the dirty ground and was surrounded by Velonara and three lower-ranked dark rangers. An arrow stuck in Vereesa's right upper thigh. But that was not the only injury she had. There was a long and deep bleeding cut in her left hip. One of Vereesa's hands was pressed on the cut, the other held a sharp dagger.

Velonara turned her head a little and regarded us, giving us a provocative smile. I noticed out of the corner of my eyes that two blood elves were approaching us. The looks they were giving me told me that they were not amused to see me. I looked at Jaina who signalized me to take care of the blood elves.

I gave her a nod and turned around, facing the two angry males. They were wearing golden and red coloured armour. Both of them carried a sword and a massive shield. They charged at me, flanking me from two sides. I dodged their attacks at the last moment then I swung my hammer, hitting the shield of the first one with a massive blow so that he staggered backwards.

That gave me enough time to attack the second elf. My hammer shattered his shield and hit his chest. His corselet shattered and blood flowed out of his mouth. He fell to the ground and laid there for a few moments. He tried to get up but a familiar person was faster and pierced his sword through his chest. The blood elf was dead immediately.

I turned around, noticing that the second elf was dead as well. Blood Queen Lana'thel's right hand Zaen Bloodcaller had grabbed the helpless elf and had sucked all blood out of his body. He dropped the body and regarded the lifeless elf before he turned around and rushed to the nearest enemy.

I turned back to the person who had killed the first elf. I hadn't seen this person for a while but I recognized him by his face, his armour and the legendary sword he was wielding.

"Lord Fordring. It surprises me to see you here. What is going on?" I said and blocked the attack of the Forsaken rogue who had stepped out of the shadows right in front of me. His two daggers were no match for my mighty hammer. I crushed her upper body with one precise swing then I looked into the with hate-filled eyes of the female before I squashed her head with my hammer.

"It really surprised me to see you as well, Lord Menethil. I'm glad that you and the Lich Queen are still among us" he responded at the same moment where he beheaded a massive tauren.

"What do you mean?" I asked surprised. I was really confused about what was going on. We had arrived in the middle of a battle out of nowhere. The only logical explanation was that the bright light had brought us to another reality where the time was passing differently than on Azeroth. We had been there for a few hours but it could be possible that weeks or even months had passed on Azeroth meanwhile. I was asking myself as well why the Scourge and the Alliance were fighting against the Horde.

"You and the Lich Queen disappeared on the day of the meeting with Warchief Thrall. We had feared that they had captured you or killed you"

"As you can see, we are not dead. Not really dead at least. When did we disappear and what happened since then?"

"You disappeared three months ago. The Warchief of the Horde has been attacked by a few undead creatures. Even though they didn't belong to us, the Horde is still blaming the Alliance for having lured the Warchief and his advisors into a trap. They managed to get away but then they declared war on us and the Alliance"

"Was there no way to prevent a war between the factions?" I asked as I killed another forsaken.

"Sadly, not. The Banshee Queen's twisted words were enough to convince the Warchief that the Alliance is the real enemy for all live on Azeroth" told Tirion and thrust the corrupted Ashbringer in the chest of a large orc. He pulled it out and beheaded the warrior before he could do something.

"Where are we?" I asked and checked the surroundings once again. I spotted corpses of fallen soldiers which were reanimated by Scourge and Forsaken necromancers. Except for the outlines of a forest on the horizon, I saw nothing which could help me to find out where we were.

"We are in the east of Stormwind. The Horde has invaded it two weeks ago. The battle has started a week ago and will go for a while if we won't manage to slain the Banshee Queen's necromancers" he responded.

"Where is Sylvanas?" I asked and looked around, trying to find her in the mass of soldiers.

"I don't know. I have seen her two days ago fighting on the Horde's east front. Unfortunately, too many Horde soldiers had been in my way. I would have fought against her if she wouldn't have been so well-protected"

I looked around once again, spotting Jaina who was returning with Vereesa. She had wrapped her arms around the elf's shoulders and waist and supported her so that she was able to walk. I rushed to them and bashed my hammer against the torso of the orc who had tried to attack them from behind. A loud and painful cry escaped the warrior's mouth when my hammer broke his rips. I ended the orc's life quickly and wrapped a golden barrier around Jaina and Vereesa, making sure that they were well protected.

I didn't hesitate and walked to Vereesa who had been placed on the ground by Jaina. I bent down and placed my hands on the wound on her hip. I closed my eyes and began to heal the wound with the help of the light. I treated her other wound as well after I had pulled the arrow out. I helped her stand up and regarded her from head to toe. I regarded Jaina as well and relaxed when I noticed that she was uninjured.

"Where is Velonara?" I asked.

"She moved back after I killed her companions and blocked each of her arrows and dark magic spells. She could be anywhere but I assume that she has returned to her beloved whore" responded Jaina.

"Hey, that's still my sister we are talking about" exclaimed Vereesa. The face she was making told us that she was not pleased about how we were calling her sister.

"Your 'sister' doesn't shrink back from killing you. Velonara could have captured you but instead, she tried to kill you. The sister you have known is gone. What is left is the shadow of a once-admired woman who has only one thing in her mind - Vengeance" spoke Jaina and stared into Vereesa's eyes.

"But..." she started but was interrupted by the loud cry of an orc. Jaina turned around and created a sharp and very large ice lance. She threw the lance at the incoming orc, killing him only with this spell.

"We don't have the time for a discussion"

"So, what do we do?" I asked and stepped next to her.

She made a thoughtful face for a few moments. "We have to win the battle and force the Horde to retreat. Maybe we can even get the Banshee Queen and eliminate the biggest threat"

"We can try to capture her and then try to negotiate with the Horde. Maybe we can establish peace again"

Vereesa looked at me and made a sad face. "I think it's too late for that. The Horde doesn't trust us anymore. Not after Thrall has been attacked by undead creatures. They believe that these assassins were members of the Scourge and that the Alliance has ordered them to kill the Warchief. There is no way that the Horde will ever work with us again and listen to us"

I frowned. "So, what do we do?"

"Defeat the Banshee Queen" responded Jaina.

"Sylvanas doesn't need to die" spoke Vereesa, making a sad face.

"Don't worry, we only want to capture her" responded Jaina and stroked her back softly. "Come on, we have to win a battle"