Chapter Two
"Bring the shipment up boys!" the dock worker yelled. "His majesty wants them out and ready to examine as soon as possible!" Workers went to and fro from the ships, carrying huge crates. Each crate containing Sha relics and the corpses of lesser dead Sha. "Oi" the dock Foreman yelled. "You two sitting on your arses, get over there and help them carry that greater Sha thing." The Foreman said angrily. "I want these things off my dock as soon as possible, they give me the shivers." He mumbled.
The workers slowly carried the crates to the Stormwind magic wing. Waiting for them were several mages eager to start their research. The first mage took his crate and wasted no time in teleporting himself to the top of the tower. As did the next three. The workers dropped the greater Sha corpse in front of the Archmage. With a gush of arcane energy, he and the large crate and disappeared. The research in to the Sha corpses started quickly, many eager scientists wished to unlock what secrets may be lurking within.
"Look at this" one mage said to his partner. "These remnants must be...hundreds if not thousands of years old."
"It is freezing" he said as he laid his hand down onto it. "How do you suppose these things came into existence?" the young girl asked.
The mage looked down at the corpse. "I have no idea...but something feels off about all this." with a conserned expression on his face the mage went back to work, performing tests and spells on the corpse.
Malfurion slowly chanted, channeling his energy into a flask of pure water, a spell long forgotten. The clear water slowly began to turn purple...then red...then black. He slowly pulled out a knfie and clasped the balde with is palm, allowing his blood to fall down into the black liquid. Now the Stormrage blood line was imbuned within the flask. "I hope i am doing the right thing" Furion sighed. "I am risking everything we have...everything we are." Khael entered the room just as Furion had set the flask down onto the table.
"Is that it?" he asked, eyeing the flask.
"Yes, within this bottle lies years of training, skill and knowledge. It is a concoction of some of the darkest magic we have." Furion gave Khael a worried look as he turned to sit down.
"I am grateful for everything you have done, my friend." Khael slowly walked over to the table and sat down, facing Furion.
"It will be painful" Furion warned. "Beyond anything you have ever felt."
"I will endure it...for the sake of our people." Khael said softly, a hint of doubt in his voice.
"There is one other thing" Malfurion said. "A true Demon Hunter must know sacrifice...this is the reason he can fight with conviction and without fear. The reason he can detect and see magics like no other."
"Is it really necessary?" Khael asked "Are the Sha demons?"
Furion looked up towards him. "I, nor you know anything about these 'Sha'. If you are truly wanting to fall to the ranks of a Demon Hunter...you cannot cut corners."
Khael lowered his head and in a worried tone replied "very well".
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