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The ruins of Silvermoon City were gloomy, and Vereesa Windrunner waited anxiously in the eastern region. The place where she was once located was the Garden Market, which was now covered with rubble.

Magister Astalor Bloodsworn stepped forward. Vereesa knew what answer she would get, but she still had to ask.

"How is it going?"

The mage shook his head. Vereesa simply nodded her head, trying to hide her worries about Lor'themar and his party.

Most of the elves in Quel'Thalas are now staying in Silvermoon City. Vereesa leads all the rangers and gathers all the survivors she can find. After Arthas left, people wandered around the ruined capital all night long.

The dead bodies. In order to resist the undead, the elves organized a defensible defensive position in the square and repeled these walking dead. However, the number of injured elves increased day by day.

Vereesa vacated the spacious back room of a building to accommodate the wounded. This two-story building was one of the few intact buildings and had been a popular tavern before the disaster struck.

There was a place for the injured elves to rest, but there was no priest. Since losing the Sunwell, the priests quickly found that their power was disappearing and they lost the ability to use the Holy Light.

The sudden problem made Vereesa very anxious. She hurriedly contacted Astalor, hoping that the mage could find a solution. But the result was not satisfactory.

On this day, Rommath, the advisor to Prince Kael'thas, returned. He teleported back to the city. Unfortunately, he teleported to Eagle Wing Square, and Vereesa's troops had not yet captured that area. But this mage was indeed

With the ability, he fought his way out of the siege of dozens of undead, searched for survivors along the way, and finally arrived at the safety of the Garden Market. According to him, the prince was looking for a new source of magic for his people. This news

It gave the survivors a small shot in the arm - their mood was becoming increasingly depressed.

Vereesa always found Rommath himself a bit unpleasant. This elf was taciturn, with sharp eyes and a cold temperament. Even if the two of them stood silently to each other, the presence of the magister made the ranger general feel a faint feeling.

Uncomfortable. They had a conversation. In fact, it was Rommath who advised Vereesa not to reveal any information about Kael'thas to others except for official statements, so as to avoid any conspiracy hatched by the traitor Dar'Khan.

The silver-haired female elf has become accustomed to it. When Kael'thas was far away from his homeland, Rommath acted as the messenger between the prince and Quel'Thalas. Now everyone knows that their beloved prince has chosen to follow a man named

Demon of Illidan Stormrage.

Vereesa didn't understand why Kael'thas did this. Have they really been reduced to bargaining with a demon?

The female elf shook her head. In any case, these things are not something she can get involved in. She only needs to protect the surviving compatriots. This is where his energy lies.

Survivors were still returning in twos and threes. Every time a survivor appeared, Vereesa hoped to see the figures of Lor'themar and Halduron. But one afternoon passed, and none of the rangers sent came back. She began to be afraid.

The worst outcome is that she is afraid to think that they may have encountered something unexpected, and she will be blamed for it, and it may even affect the Windrunner family.

Now, she was already waiting outside the camp gate anxiously.

"We are back." A voice came from the direction of the door. Vereesa looked over and saw a one-eyed man outside the entrance, running towards here. The female elf suddenly felt more relaxed than ever before.

"You're hours late, and I almost had to send another Ranger team to find you."

"Sorry, General." Lor'themar saluted Vereesa, who was hundreds of years younger than him. "We encountered an attack in the Tower of Windrunner. It is a very difficult enemy."

"Okay, it'll be great if you can come back." Vereesa looked at Lor'themar, Halduron, and the others. After making sure that they were all safe, she continued: "Lor'themar left

Exit, Halduron, you and the soldiers go to rest and maintain order in the refuge area."

"As you wish." Halduron waved to the ranger behind him and led the others into the camp.

Now only Theron and Windrunner are left.

"Any further orders, General?"

"Come with me, I have good news to tell you, but... you must also be mentally prepared."

Vereesa's last look gave Lor'themar a bad feeling, but why did she say it was good news?

"My people found her on the island of Quel'Danas. She was fighting an undead with a heavy war hammer."

Lor'themar, who was following behind, frowned. After the Sunwell was destroyed, Kael'thas ordered that no one should set foot on the Island of Quel'Danas again. That place was already a restricted area, who else would go there?

?

Together they arrived at the basement of a building. This place looked like it was used to hold prisoners. Lor'themar and Vereesa walked in.

"Liadrin!" Lor'themar looked at the trembling female elf huddled in the corner in disbelief. Then he turned to Vereesa with puzzled and angry eyes.

"I don't want to place her in such a dark place, but she is afraid of the sun for some reason, and...she seems a little confused."

After hearing this, Lor'themar immediately rushed to Liadrin's side. He had been looking for her for some time. Since the last time Prince Kael'thas gave a speech, the female elf disappeared mysteriously. Lor'themar has been worried

She is afraid that she will be in danger.

Thank the sun for keeping the priest alive. But after the ranger took a closer look at the condition of the female elf, his joy was extinguished instantly. Liadrin was still alive, indeed alive, but Lor'themar found that her eyes looking at him were like

Looking through the window of an empty house, Liadrin showed no reaction at all. She said nothing and just stared blankly at the wall in front of her.

"How did she become like this?" After calling Liadrin's name several times to no avail, Lor'themar asked Vereesa for more information.

The Ranger General closed his eyes and sighed, and said: "She... we'd better not talk about these things in front of her. You should seize the time to spend more time with her. There is still a lot of work to do."

It turned out that this was the good news that Vereesa said to prepare him mentally. Of course he was happy to see Liadrin, but there was a huge problem with her mental state. This really made Lor'themar feel worried.

"I'll take good care of her, I will!"
Chapter completed!