Ellia just read her books as time passed by. How many days had passed it since she had been trapped here? Twenty days? Perhaps less? She looked at the closet were their food was and there was more than enough to pass through the entire month before setting their feet outside. But still she could here the Demons and Naga's outside. Celvic said it was one month before they would leave the place, but how would she know or he knows that he is correct on them leaving? She had only been blinded to believe him that he is correct because initially she was scared for her own life. Her Hearthstone had been smashed to pieces, rendering herself impossible to comeback home unless she navigates all the way from here to Shattrath.

And now that she had thought about it, how foolish does she be on joining the raid of the Black Temple, she had experienced in battles but she never actually took a life, she had always been behind the front lines well guarded by an array of armor as she just healed through the battle and throughout their survival with their former beloved Prince. She had seen blood many times and death no longer bothers her anymore like it did before and she ran away for the time being so that she could experience adventure and it is embedded in history of them raiding the black temple with orcs, humans, elves and many races alike to slay scores of demons and nagas and finally defeat Illidan Stormrage only to be trapped here.

Ellia told her story, though just a fraction of it on how it was like surviving with Night Elves and she left it that that. She wouldn't want to say anymore like the incident in Dalaran where she thought she would die to human hands but not before having their way with her.

She looked towards Celvic who was highly alert, ever since their encounter in the dreams he had been alert, though last night they left themselves vulnerable as they sat down on the bed and admitted their friendship while telling her own story, but now that had passed he came back being alert for their own lives, and decided that she is finished training despite the fact that it only had been how many days.

Shifting through her memory Ellia still remembered how it had gone, Quel'thalas that was once perfect, ravaged before their eyes as scores of their own people were slaughtered, their former prince recovered them, saved them from that human bigot before retaking their beloved homeland after a brief period in Outland with the help of Illidan Stormrage. Ellia just had to chuckle how much change the world had in the few years that had passed, so much loss and some gains, with so many changed on the blink of an eye, one day Prince Kael was their leader and their savior, the next, he is their corrupter.

It is fruitless to dwell on her past now, there was nothing she could have done about it. Putting her thoughts back to reality, she wondered how long do they have to stay here. Walking over to Celvic who was just sitting in a chair with his blade in his hand alert. "Celvic, I just need to ask how do you know we'll only stay here for a month?" She asks, her brows narrowed unto him, studying his expressions to see if he is lying or not.

She could hear him mutter under his breath, like as if he doesn't know himself but he then answers. "It was in training, they said that demons tend to stay for one month before leaving, It is not common knowledge I admit that, but that's what they said." His answer doesn't sound truthful to her, but she couldn't find an ounce of lie in him either.

She shakes her head. "They said..." Ellia repeats in a sarcastic tone. "Did you even verify if there is an ounce of truth to what 'they said' Celvic?" she asks once again.

"I fought demons, killed some before we got to this. Never got the chance to actually verify if its truth they said." He replies.

Ellia sighs as she shakes her head before going over the table to take the chess set and set it in front of them, she softly arranged the pieces as she looked at him. She could see his raised brow, probably thinking that they had no time for playing games at this our knowing there are demons out there that is out to get them. She founds his answer and that he is unsure of himself if he could ever get out of this place. "Celvic..." She says softly to him as she gently puts her hand over to his. "I am trusting you, you know that right? What I said about us being friends is not just make belief in my part." Ellia admits.

In response he gently took her hand and nods, looking her in the eyes. "Neither do I in my part." He affirms her and his answer seemed to get her spirits up as a smile slowly crept up from her face. "Just a few days ago, we were exchanging insults with all our will and here we are exchanging trusts instead of insults..." He chuckles. "What changed?"

"I guess being trapped in a cursed temple, surrounded by demons changed that while there are demons trying to corrupt us in our sleep does that." She says before immediately bursting an infectious laugh and her laugh seemed to have caught Celvic also as he laughs along with her. "By the Sunwell, let's just busy ourselves with chess. It's fruitless anyway to sit there with a sword in your hand knowing whatever that is out there to get us its in our sleep."

"I agree very much to that." A nod from him starts the game as Ellia moves a pawn, usually Celvic makes a move almost immediately after that, but now he just stared at her piece and pondered, just wondering when Ellia told her story. He knows what happened after their encounter of the Night Elves, and but she stopped at Lord Garithos, and he knew the general's sins against the Blood Elves where he basically ordered their extinction at his hands.

"Your turn to move Celvic, it seems your interest in playing is a bit waned." She interrupts his thoughts.

Celvic scratched his head, he cant seem to shake it off. "I'm just wondering back on to your part. The Alliance knows their sins to your people, after the Night Elves, Lord Garitho-"

"Was a bigot and a despicable piece of human feces in the history of our heritage." Ellia immediately cuts him off, her voice were venomous as her hand squeezed the king piece of the board. For a moment she held her anger before finally giving a soft sigh as she calmed herself down. "I apologize for my outburst Celvic but, I'd rather not talk about the man, like you've said , the Alliance knows his sin to us, and you know also. I'd rather not tell my experience to you." She says.

I seem to remember why I hated humans before meeting you. Ellia whispered to herself, Celvic sometimes is so insensitive to the feelings of other and wouldn't think about their words before speaking it. But she had grown fond of him and her anger no longer stays long towards. When she volunteered on providing for others with her powers as a priestess, Prince Kael'thas provided her family with the best shelter, though despite her parents maliciously planned on trying to wed her with the the heir to Quel'thalas, she was glad he was too busy even to be just being close with her and enough time passed that it was just a fruitless ambition, and everything went well for everyone until that human general came back to put them in the fold.

"It was horrible Celvic, that explains well enough." She said after a period of pause came about. She didn't hear a protest as the human just nods his head.


"Let me go! Let me go!" Ellia shouts as the footman roughly shoves her inside the cell, causing her to fall down before quickly getting up to shout at her captor "Let me go you unholy traitors!" She yelled loudly as she held on to the bars of her cell only for her captor to comeback suddenly in the darkness and slapped her hand away from the bar

"Shut up you stupid knife eared bitch." The captor suddenly yelled back at her before coming closer, the cell seperated them from each other. "Your lucky we're not allowed to do whatever we want or else we would have had our way with you. Now keep your damn mouth shut or I'll plug it up with my own" The man threats as he scanned Ellia through the dim lighting. "And I'll be eager for that..." This time his tone was much more perverted as he let out a chuckle before turning and leaving the shocked elf alone in the cell.

"Light bless me and guard me." Ellia prayed as she hugged her knees. Lord Garithos arrested them even though herself never participated in battle along with the Naga's, she was in a separate group with the unarmed that were led by Rommath, but nonetheless they arrested everyone when they had regrouped and confusion broke through among the blood elves. And she just hopes that this arrest and the threat of execution is nothing but a bluff, a sick joke that Lord Garithos decided to make in order to make them more obedient to his leadership, as if they are already not obedient enough.

Looking at surroundings, there basically no furniture or anything to place herself on to a clean space, it was only a cell with a locked gate behind bars while cobwebs accompanied the corners. Everything was cold and nothing to lean, if there is any truth to their execution, this is probably the humans retaliation when they were abandoned by them to face to scourge alone.

She just sat there, staring through the bars towards the darkness hoping that this is just some horrible dream before they were ravaged by the scourge. "This is probably a retaliation to our arrogance." She told herself. Sometimes Ellia wonders if this is there punishment for there arrogance as High Elves, when they left the humans to rot and face the Scourge alone, karma came back in the form of the Human Prince.

But this, this is just bastardy from them, not only did her High Elves paid their sins, humans demanded extinction, as if they haven't suffered enough. "Humans are bastards." She mutters under her breath. She had a soft stance on them knowing that they had once sacrificed their lives to save their kingdom in the second war against the orcs but that soft stance towards them has evaporated now.

Gathering hate towards them is useless now as they are in the dungeons of Dalaran, deep in darkness. Their fate lies on the ones they hated now as she could only wait and lay down against the cold floor.


"Annihilan you say?" Ellia said as she flipped through the pages while Celvic stands beside her, also looking in to the pages for information about who had been putting them in nightmares. It was a book of about the information of demons that they had conveniently found in the room, they were fortunate that it was written in the common language. She knew already who confronted her in her sleep, it was a succubus, probably a higher ranked Vile Temptress, much stronger than your average succubus. And it was wearing my sisters form, and kissed me with it. Disgusting despicable wench.

While she monologued in her mind, Celvic stopped her when they had found the information that they need. "Annihilan, or more commonly known as Pitlords." Ellia read aloud while putting her finger son a decently drawn figure of a large Pitlord. Celvic is wondering why the demon claimed he was a Pitlord when he saw its form, it was just an ordinary Fel Guard. It could only make his head shake.

"I-I just don't understand, it said it was a Pitlord but I clearly saw its was just a Fel Guard." Celvic recalls .

Ellia then flipped through the pages of the book trying to find more information on where they in, particularly also their demon pet, Marmon. "Though I don't know if it is true, but they did say that it is possible to trap the essence or spirit of a demon and contain it into a new body, becoming weaker as it stays in their trapped boyy. With our current information we know that once demon dies their essence then transfers to where they are originally from in the Twisting Nether." Ellia then smiles as she sneaks in an insult. "Or should I explain what the Twisting Nether is for that uneducated human head of yours?"

"I think I know enough." He chuckles.

"Well if it is a Pit Lord trapped in a Fel Guard's body then probably going to chase after its captor, basically killing its captor and whatever demonic rituals results in restoring back its body." She said, and it surprised the human to where how much she knows about demons.

Celvic raised his brow. "How do you know all this?" He asked.

"Well, Elven education is much more superior to human ones, so in our priestess hood, one of our subjects is studying enemies, and none greater than the enemy of our religion, Demons. Well, we know the basics, names and general warlock information that the common person doesn't know, much like how you humans know about Elves but never knowing in a personal level, it's the same to us." Her response seemed to make the human chuckle.

Shaking his head and palming his face. "Goodness gracious Elven pride, despite our lives being threatened, could still sound so arrogant." He remarks as he decided to sit across the table, face to face with Ellia. "But back to the topic, what does it want with us? I was never in a ritual of any sort, I've avoided anything that has to do with demons." He says.

Ellia rests her chin on her finger as she assessed the situation. Surely there semblance of paranoia on both their part considering they were stuck in the temple on what feels like more than a month had already passed, either demons are harassing both of them or it is their imagination playing tricks, the former being more likely. Though it doesn't make sense for both of them considering demons tend to ignore commoners like them both. If the demons are messing in their sleep, there has to be some sort of signature of power still permeating in the air.

She closed her eyes for a brief moment as she focused. Blood Elves has an innate natural ability to detect magic by focusing their eyes as if its a magical detecting lens. After opening, her eyes glowed in bright yellow, surprising her human counter part.

"What are you doing?" Celvic asked as he stood up and creates a bit of space between them. "I'm trying to detect any spiritual or magical signature, as it doesn't make any sense for demons to be harassing us, if the demons in the temple already know where we are they should be able to just outright kill us if they know we are here hiding." Ellia replied as she continued. "Maybe what we're dealing here are not demons but rather ghosts."

Celvic just raised his brow in skepticism. "Ghosts? We are ghost hunting now? We already saw what was in our dreams, their demons." He told before Ellia shushed him to stay quiet.

It seems that Ellia's magical detection made some progress as her vision were yellow but detected a green tint of air that trailed across the room, smiling at this revelation, she followed the trail as Marmon, along with Celvic followed suite, the green tint of air were most concentrated at the table near the bed, when they were sleeping and the nightmare occurred. "Green tint...fel in nature I suppose?" Ellia said aloud, it seems that the hypothesis of it being demonic in nature is clear to her now. "If it is demonic, why just bother us now?" She asked aloud.

Celvic picked up his sword just in case. "Whatever it is I'm ready to hit it." He said as Ellia closed in towards the comfort room where they relieve themselves. He still kept on thanking the Light that they were trapped in a room with a functioning toilet.

She opened the comfort room's door as the green tint became thinner and thinner till it disappeared through the cracks of the rooms wall. She looked around to see if there is anymore of the green tint's trail but it looked like the cracks of the wall was the final trail. Putting her hand over the crack, she felt the surface, trying to analyze of there is any access to the other side of it before accidentally stripping a little bit of crumbled cement from the crack, causing it to become larger. Ellia smiled at what she found out.

"Celvic come here, I think I found something." She calls as she gestured him to come.

"If It's breaking the toilet, then don't bother me." He said, walking over towards her. Ellia suddenly took his sword from his hand, the glow of her eyes disappeared as she began to bash the hilt of the sword against the cracked wall, causing it to crumble revealing a door behind the wall with no knob, only a keyhole where her eyes glowed once again and found out it is where the green tint went.

"It is locked, of course-" Celvic suddenly grabbed the sword from Ellia's hand and wedged it through the door and then kicked it hard, destroying the keyhole and opening the door in the process. "Brute force is needed."

Ellia only rolls her eyes on his remark before refocused her senses to detecting the green tint. "Ghosts...ghosts. It's just green tint of magic, nothing more, your life is not in danger and in how many more weeks you'll be free." Ellia said as she entered the room only to found out the room was barely taller and longer than her while a small box no larger a first occupied it, while the green tint of magical energy already disappeared.

"This doesn't make any sense! I thought I had something and all we find is a small box?" The elven priestess exclaimed in disappointment, picking up the box as she shakes her head in disbelief, looking at Celvic. "This isn't over, I know where chasing something, or someone."

"Chasing ghosts like you said."


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