The war over this land was finally done however the real threat still remains to the forces of Stormwind, losing many of their men in battle but at least they dealt heavy damage to the forces of Isengard however they failed to get Saruman, the wizard who took many people out and cause the forces of Stormwind to disarray but thanks to the might of the dwarves they defeated Saruman's plan but he will return and try again.
Back in Stormwind the people who fought in the battle began to be healed up and prepare to head out into battle to prepare a defence outside, waiting for the signal to charge or waiting for Isengard to come back, right now they just have to wait and restore the men who still wishes to fight. Uther and the healers would help heal as many men as they can; Arator was one of the few people to be healed the most by Uther by Valeera's request. Arator would help Uther heal the others before returning to Valeera as she stands outside the house waiting for him to come out so she can hug him.
"I knew you would be alright." She moves back
"Yeah... thank you... Valeera."
"I really didn't want to lose good people out here especially you, we were raised in Quel'Thalas together and when we came to Stormwind together i knew we would be together on the battlefield."
"Yes i know." He looks out at the gate "I just hope that the battle didn't damage us hard, we need as many men we can get in order to drive the orcs back into that portal."
"With this victory we have a slight chance of a success over Duskwood." Uther appeared behind them, walking out of the door way "The enemy is still out there but the leader is still preparing for another attack, it won't be long before they try to attack us again."
"Lord Uther..." Arator said "How is the injured ones?"
"I have healed as many men who can get up quickly and return for duty, the others who are really hurt and still wish to fight however will not participate in the upcoming battle for Duskwood."
"We should go and see if Varian wishes to see us." Valeera said and turns to the side "Let's go Arator." She walks off to head to the capital.
"Alright." He looks at her then to Uther "Thank you lord Uther." He started going after her then walks next to her.
"Hmn..." He turns back and started to heal the others before going to the capita since he needs to use what holy light he has to save the weak.
Varian on his throne and his generals Hammond and Arlos stands there speaking about strategy and conquest against the forces of Isengard, talking about sieging that place and trying to reclaim Duskwood however Isengard couldn't really defeat them at the front gate so if they do attack again they will not succeed. Varian is stuck with two choices that will change the course of the battle, if he chooses to reclaim Duskwood and drive the Uruks back and could maybe kill Saruman they will have full control over this land and give heavy damage to the forces of Sauron, if he chooses to defend the kingdom then Isengard will not be able to defeat them they could attack again but they will not succeed on defeating Varian and his forces, he knows this and they are stuck in a stalemate so the only option is just bring the fight to them.
Varian made his decision and both Hammond and Arlos takes their leave the moment Valeera and Arator enters the room to see Varian, both kneels before him then gets back up and stands in the middle to see what he needs. Alexandros also enters the throne room and walks over to them, standing next to the two and doing a slight bow to him, reporting in.
"Alexandros... what's the situation on the healing progress of my men?"
"Well Uther is saving as many people as he can, maybe soon you might get five hundred men recovering from battle and could join the battle for Duskwood but the rest will be a while."
"I see... can you sneak through Duskwood undetected?" He looks at Valeera
"I could but i get the feeling that Saruman might find me and capture me, it would be best not to take a chance like that."
"I understand i rather not let anyone be captured by the enemy, they will do their best to gather information from you. It doesn't matter because right now we are preparing to strike back against those brutes, we will take back Duskwood and will destroy those monsters, once we defeat them we will try to attack Nethergarde Keep and then we will win the war."
"Uther will probably won't participate in the fight for Duskwood along with the dwarves; they have suffered more men we did lose almost everyone from that counter attack." Alexandros said
"I will allow this; i just want Duskwood to return to Stormwind and the Alliance." He gets up off his throne "We will attack tomorrow." He walks off heading to his quarters.
The three turns back and heads back outside to let Varian rest in peace but he only wishes to see his son ?, as he heads to his quarters a crow comes through the throne room and circles the throne room and then started to take flight towards where Varian was so he can turn into his human form, turning into the prophet.
Before Varian could enter the room where his son is the prophet appears near him. "Greetings my king."
Varian looks back to him, he quickly grips the handle of his sword about to draw his sword but the prophet raised his hand to him and took a step back. "Easy there milord... i am not your enemy i am just a man who wishes to save this world from the shadows."
Varian slowly lets go of his sword. "Who are you and what are you doing?"
"I am here to warn you Varian on what is about to happen soon." He walks closer to him then walks past him while he talks "The enemy has sent this force to weaken your armies however the enemy is still doing damage to the Alliance."
Varian turns back "What are you talking about?"
"The humans who are in league with those Uruks you faced... they were not meant to deal with Stormwind, they were meant to deal with Lordaeron."
"Lordaeron... is it under attack?"
"Yes." He turns back "Lordaeron is under attack and they are getting more weaker than your kingdom, if you lose this war then there is no way Lordaeron will recover from this, Stormwind is the main target for the shadows to come. If you fail then Lordaeron will not stand a chance."
"Tell me... what is coming to Stormwind... to my people?"
He remains silent for the moment before saying it. "He is coming... he will come the moment you defeat the armies of Isengard and kill Saruman, he will come with his armies and will fight you personally. You must rally as many men as you can because if you fail then Stormwind will be destroyed and the dwarven kingdom will be next in line, if the dwarves can't defeat the darkness then Lordaeron will not stand a chance against the shadows of war."
"Then tell me... do you think we will stand a chance against this shadows of war?"
"To be honest... i do not believe Stormwind will succeed on defeating the shadow but i do believe you will deal as much damage to him as much as you can, weaken his armies so he will never have dominion over the Eastern Kingdoms, he will lose everything if you defeat his armies. I will watch over you humans and i will let you know if you still have the strength to pose Saurons army." He slowly turns back into a crow and takes flight out of there, going through a window and flying out of Stormwind.
Back to Gilneas the king stands in his manor drinking some wine while Agandaur stands behind him knowing he is upset about what happen. "This is unacceptable... you lost your damn men and my men in that battle and you promise me the head of the king!" He looks back to him and holds a cup full of wine.
"This was a setback don't worry... right now we have damage their forces so all we have to do now is go on the defence for now."
"We are not doing that because i am out of this!" He drinks all of his wine in one shot.
"You swore..." Agandaur walks over to him "To serve the dark lord... and his work."
"Well not anymore... i lost almost seven thousand men on that assault to Lordaeron, the enemy will attack and i will make sure they get the one responsible for this."
"Do you think they will accept that..." He sighs and looks away for the moment then looks forth; raising his hand and making it light blue flames.
"..." He took a step back but he stared into the flames, his ring he is wearing started to glow and this strange black veins running through his body and reaching to his head. The veins vanish once it reached his head and his eyes started to change a bit to purple.
"Who do you serve?" He lowers his arm and the flame dies out.
"I serve... the dark lord Sauron..."
"Good..." He turns back "Now prepare your army and defend the wall, do not let Lordaeron take this city." He started to take his leave while Graymane stands there for the moment. "My master was right on giving him that ring."
As he makes it outside he notices the Tower of Sauron standing there. "I am only captain left..."
"No matter... just get Tol Barad ready, i get the feeling they will target that first before attacking Gilneas. But it will be a while before they come because they will soon find out what happen in Stratholme."
"What of Gul'dan and Teron?"
"Gul'dan will go to the north while Teron will go to the south, let's see what they will do and let's see how many lives will be lost when they go against Saurons deadliest weapon... the Balrog of Morgoth."