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A mischievous grin spread across Sylvos' face as he looked down on Firebrand, who had her eyes closed. One of her feet were left uncovered by her blanket. It seemed all too tempting for him, he began tickling her foot.
"Get out, blood mage!" she snapped as she suddenly sat up.
"You seem to be a heavy sleeper for a demon hunter." he remarked.
"I was awake for all that time!" she replied as she got off her bed.
"Well then why didn't you stop me when you knew that I was in the room?" he asked.
"I didn't know that you would come in here and tickle my foot!" she answered.
"Well then, I suppose that it's your problem. Besides, Furion needs us to go to Mount Hyjal to plant the seed." he reminded her. "Remember? Or maybe you just need more sleep as opposed to laying awake all night expecting people to come in your room and not tickle your feet." He chuckled as he walked out of the room.
"Nordassil's seed..." she said to herself. "Still powerful enough as a seed, still preserving our youth and immortality. Oh how I wish that it would make Sylvos go away..."
Sylvos opened his eyes and looked around to find himself sitting with only his shirt and pants on that he wore under his armour. He was sitting the cold floor of a gloomy cave-like dungeon. He realized that there were black streaks of hair, as well as a few white ones, lying on his shoulder. Slowly, he turned his head to the side to see who was behind him. He met Firebrand's face as their noses almost touched.
"You!" they shouted as they pulled back from each other's faces.
They struggled to get away from each other, but found that their hands were tightly bound. The rope kept their hands so close that they were touching each other, palm-to-palm. Their ankles were also tied, but loosely and carelessly done.
"Argh! Stop budging, demon hunter!" Sylvos yelled. They had never actually called each other by their own names.
Firebrand was already struggling to get her toenail in contact with the ropes. Slowly, she cut away the ropes binding her feet. "Well if I weren't budging, it would mean that I were either dead, unconscious, or so stupid to not know that my nails are sharp enough to get us out of these." she protested. "Now try to move your feet closer to mine." She reached her foot out from behind her and cut the ropes around his feet as well.
"I think that we should try to stand up." he suggested.
"You do know that I cut your ropes for a reason didn't you? To stand up!" she stated impatiently.
The ropes on their wrists suddenly tightened.
"Shut up and do it!" he demanded, under the pain of the ropes.
Firebrand grumbled and reluctantly leaned against Sylvos' back as he did the same with her. Their ropes loosened a bit as soon as they managed to stand up together.
"Perhaps the ropes tighten when we are working together..." Firebrand pondered aloud as she tried to cut them with her fingernails. "It won't even let me make a tiny cut in it...there's been a spell cast upon it."
"I agree..." Sylvos replied as the roped loosened itself some more.
They spent hours thinking up ideas that would help them release their hands from the ropes.
"Ah finally!" he cried as they slid off their hands.
"I don't think that we will be getting out of here yet." Firebrand stated as she pointed to the charged currents that acted like prison bars.
Sylvos pointed to a square tile that was raised slightly. "Well, I can see a switch over there. Except that it may be almost impossible to reach."
"Not a challenge!" she proudly exclaimed as she disappeared in blue smoke.
Sylvos saw her reappear in another cloud of smoke, a short distance away from the switch. She put her foot on the switch, but instead of cutting off the currents, another cell opened. Firebrand entered the open cell and looked in, all she saw was a large chest weighing down a switch. She cautiously pried it open and found her belt and demon blades as well as Sylvos' armour, but she left them in the chest.
"Blood mage!" she called.
"What?" he answered back.
"I have your armour--"
"And I want it back!"
"Shindu falla-nah...Let me explain! It's in a chest with my blades, holding down a switch, if we get our equipment, the chest will be too light to hold down the switch. Of course, the switch could be good, but as well as bad. Do you want to open it?" she asked.
"Of course I do! My armour and my magic is enough to keep me alive, now lift the switch!"
The demon hunter looked around her, and took out one of her blades with one hand and took Sylvos' breastplate in the other. That was enough to trigger the switch, the currents guarding him faded away and he ran out of the cell towards the chest, that was holding his plates. Sylvos quickly had his armour buckled back on with the help of Firebrand.
Suddenly, they heard quick and light pattering of feet on the ground, as well as a squeaky voice that matched with the footsteps. "Master! They are out! They have passed your first test!" it chittered excitedly.
"Good," another voice replied. They could tell from the low voice, that whoever it belonged to was a male. "begin the next part."
They heard a loud rumbling as well as snarling and growling. The noises got closer and the creatures came into their view, hundreds of long-snouted creatures, resembling large dogs that stood on two feet wielding small flails and crossbows.
"Gnolls..." the two elves muttered.
Sylvos reacted immediately conjured a large pillar of flame that killed a good forty of them and injuring a few others. He then summoned a large, fiery bird from the remaining flames. It spewed fire and dropped burning feathers down below, it looked as if it was also scorching itself, but neither Sylvos and Firebrand seemed to worry about it. Firebrand's demon blades became engulfed in flames as she charged at the front of the enemy forces swiftly taking down four to five with each blow. Once every few times she or Sylvos would let out blue strands of light that attached itself to a gnoll. They seemed to have made a battle strategy without even consulting each other as Sylvos stood behind the battle wiping out large masses of gnolls using his spells, while Firebrand held back any gnolls from reaching him.
"I am getting weary, demon hunter, my mana will not last for long and the phoenix egg will be impossible to guard now." Sylvos managed to shout to Firebrand through the clattering of weapons, yelling, and snarling.
"I have an idea, mage, but it is my risk and I choose to take it." she replied as she deflected a bolt coming for her arm. "I can get us past them at the risk of never being able to become elf again. I will try my best!" she exclaimed and muttered a few words of another language that Sylvos did not understand. She felt a rush of adrenaline as her fingers turned into claws and her finger nails became gnarled and twisted. Two curved horns came out from her forehead as a pair of leathery wings sprouted from her back and her feet became black hooves. Her teeth even seemed to have grown fangs. "Die rats!" she shouted in her new, double-toned voice. She slashed and hacked more swiftly and powerfully. Some of the flames rolled off her blades and hit the gnolls farther back in the group. She snarled, revealing her sharp teeth and let out hot fire from her breath.
Sylvos was amazed at what he had just seen happen. He had never believed that a transformation was ever possible and had never seen one happen directly before his eyes either. From all of his studies he had never thought of elves that would go into a demonic form, like the legendary rebel, Illidan Stormrage. He just followed her through the path that she made. Some of the gnolls retreated as she approached them and others suffered a searing death. Soon, they were out of the battle and ended up in a strange chamber with shelves filled with books. Standing in the middle of the room was a robed man.
"Ah, I see that you two are quite strong!" he said. He wore brown robes with feathers on them and leaned on a staff which had a crow carved at the top.
"I...I saw you in that dream!" Firebrand exclaimed as she recognized him immediately. "You were the one who encouraged me to come here! You were the one who told Lady Vashj and Kael' Thas that Illidan was alive and wanted me here! How did they know that you were telling the truth?"
Sylvos seemed shocked. "I-Illidan sent you here? But for all that we know, he is dead!"
"I do not lie, for I am the last guardian...I am Medhiv."
A mischievous grin spread across Sylvos' face as he looked down on Firebrand, who had her eyes closed. One of her feet were left uncovered by her blanket. It seemed all too tempting for him, he began tickling her foot.
"Get out, blood mage!" she snapped as she suddenly sat up.
"You seem to be a heavy sleeper for a demon hunter." he remarked.
"I was awake for all that time!" she replied as she got off her bed.
"Well then why didn't you stop me when you knew that I was in the room?" he asked.
"I didn't know that you would come in here and tickle my foot!" she answered.
"Well then, I suppose that it's your problem. Besides, Furion needs us to go to Mount Hyjal to plant the seed." he reminded her. "Remember? Or maybe you just need more sleep as opposed to laying awake all night expecting people to come in your room and not tickle your feet." He chuckled as he walked out of the room.
"Nordassil's seed..." she said to herself. "Still powerful enough as a seed, still preserving our youth and immortality. Oh how I wish that it would make Sylvos go away..."
Sylvos opened his eyes and looked around to find himself sitting with only his shirt and pants on that he wore under his armour. He was sitting the cold floor of a gloomy cave-like dungeon. He realized that there were black streaks of hair, as well as a few white ones, lying on his shoulder. Slowly, he turned his head to the side to see who was behind him. He met Firebrand's face as their noses almost touched.
"You!" they shouted as they pulled back from each other's faces.
They struggled to get away from each other, but found that their hands were tightly bound. The rope kept their hands so close that they were touching each other, palm-to-palm. Their ankles were also tied, but loosely and carelessly done.
"Argh! Stop budging, demon hunter!" Sylvos yelled. They had never actually called each other by their own names.
Firebrand was already struggling to get her toenail in contact with the ropes. Slowly, she cut away the ropes binding her feet. "Well if I weren't budging, it would mean that I were either dead, unconscious, or so stupid to not know that my nails are sharp enough to get us out of these." she protested. "Now try to move your feet closer to mine." She reached her foot out from behind her and cut the ropes around his feet as well.
"I think that we should try to stand up." he suggested.
"You do know that I cut your ropes for a reason didn't you? To stand up!" she stated impatiently.
The ropes on their wrists suddenly tightened.
"Shut up and do it!" he demanded, under the pain of the ropes.
Firebrand grumbled and reluctantly leaned against Sylvos' back as he did the same with her. Their ropes loosened a bit as soon as they managed to stand up together.
"Perhaps the ropes tighten when we are working together..." Firebrand pondered aloud as she tried to cut them with her fingernails. "It won't even let me make a tiny cut in it...there's been a spell cast upon it."
"I agree..." Sylvos replied as the roped loosened itself some more.
They spent hours thinking up ideas that would help them release their hands from the ropes.
"Ah finally!" he cried as they slid off their hands.
"I don't think that we will be getting out of here yet." Firebrand stated as she pointed to the charged currents that acted like prison bars.
Sylvos pointed to a square tile that was raised slightly. "Well, I can see a switch over there. Except that it may be almost impossible to reach."
"Not a challenge!" she proudly exclaimed as she disappeared in blue smoke.
Sylvos saw her reappear in another cloud of smoke, a short distance away from the switch. She put her foot on the switch, but instead of cutting off the currents, another cell opened. Firebrand entered the open cell and looked in, all she saw was a large chest weighing down a switch. She cautiously pried it open and found her belt and demon blades as well as Sylvos' armour, but she left them in the chest.
"Blood mage!" she called.
"What?" he answered back.
"I have your armour--"
"And I want it back!"
"Shindu falla-nah...Let me explain! It's in a chest with my blades, holding down a switch, if we get our equipment, the chest will be too light to hold down the switch. Of course, the switch could be good, but as well as bad. Do you want to open it?" she asked.
"Of course I do! My armour and my magic is enough to keep me alive, now lift the switch!"
The demon hunter looked around her, and took out one of her blades with one hand and took Sylvos' breastplate in the other. That was enough to trigger the switch, the currents guarding him faded away and he ran out of the cell towards the chest, that was holding his plates. Sylvos quickly had his armour buckled back on with the help of Firebrand.
Suddenly, they heard quick and light pattering of feet on the ground, as well as a squeaky voice that matched with the footsteps. "Master! They are out! They have passed your first test!" it chittered excitedly.
"Good," another voice replied. They could tell from the low voice, that whoever it belonged to was a male. "begin the next part."
They heard a loud rumbling as well as snarling and growling. The noises got closer and the creatures came into their view, hundreds of long-snouted creatures, resembling large dogs that stood on two feet wielding small flails and crossbows.
"Gnolls..." the two elves muttered.
Sylvos reacted immediately conjured a large pillar of flame that killed a good forty of them and injuring a few others. He then summoned a large, fiery bird from the remaining flames. It spewed fire and dropped burning feathers down below, it looked as if it was also scorching itself, but neither Sylvos and Firebrand seemed to worry about it. Firebrand's demon blades became engulfed in flames as she charged at the front of the enemy forces swiftly taking down four to five with each blow. Once every few times she or Sylvos would let out blue strands of light that attached itself to a gnoll. They seemed to have made a battle strategy without even consulting each other as Sylvos stood behind the battle wiping out large masses of gnolls using his spells, while Firebrand held back any gnolls from reaching him.
"I am getting weary, demon hunter, my mana will not last for long and the phoenix egg will be impossible to guard now." Sylvos managed to shout to Firebrand through the clattering of weapons, yelling, and snarling.
"I have an idea, mage, but it is my risk and I choose to take it." she replied as she deflected a bolt coming for her arm. "I can get us past them at the risk of never being able to become elf again. I will try my best!" she exclaimed and muttered a few words of another language that Sylvos did not understand. She felt a rush of adrenaline as her fingers turned into claws and her finger nails became gnarled and twisted. Two curved horns came out from her forehead as a pair of leathery wings sprouted from her back and her feet became black hooves. Her teeth even seemed to have grown fangs. "Die rats!" she shouted in her new, double-toned voice. She slashed and hacked more swiftly and powerfully. Some of the flames rolled off her blades and hit the gnolls farther back in the group. She snarled, revealing her sharp teeth and let out hot fire from her breath.
Sylvos was amazed at what he had just seen happen. He had never believed that a transformation was ever possible and had never seen one happen directly before his eyes either. From all of his studies he had never thought of elves that would go into a demonic form, like the legendary rebel, Illidan Stormrage. He just followed her through the path that she made. Some of the gnolls retreated as she approached them and others suffered a searing death. Soon, they were out of the battle and ended up in a strange chamber with shelves filled with books. Standing in the middle of the room was a robed man.
"Ah, I see that you two are quite strong!" he said. He wore brown robes with feathers on them and leaned on a staff which had a crow carved at the top.
"I...I saw you in that dream!" Firebrand exclaimed as she recognized him immediately. "You were the one who encouraged me to come here! You were the one who told Lady Vashj and Kael' Thas that Illidan was alive and wanted me here! How did they know that you were telling the truth?"
Sylvos seemed shocked. "I-Illidan sent you here? But for all that we know, he is dead!"
"I do not lie, for I am the last guardian...I am Medhiv."