The night has never been gentle, nor is it like the eyes of a lover. The night is cold and cruel. It covers up the light and casts a shadow over all the sadness in the world, as the final outcome.
Watcher Nasa no longer hides her figure, although the darkness now is more tolerant of her than before. She can even feel the beating rhythm of the darkness, not just a curtain hiding her whereabouts.
The darkness began to accept her and began to love her more, just after she turned into a monster...
"Nasa!"
A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness on the other side of the island. Maiev Shadowsong and the two remaining watchers appeared in the night, and behind Nasa, four people were injected with the blood of Sarain.
The Watcher also appeared in the darkness.
When the warden saw that her subordinates were safe and sound, she felt a kind of joy that could not be hidden in her heart. However, relying on her keen sense of smell, she could feel the faint smell of blood wrapped around Nasa's body... It was not a beheading.
The traces left behind by the opponent are a deeper and deeper taste that penetrates into the bone marrow.
"Don't come here! Mistress!"
When Maiev wanted to get closer, she was stopped by Nasa. The watcher stretched out her hand to block her companion's approach. Her body was shaking a little, but she still reached out and took off her helmet.
There was no change in her face. She still had the same beautiful cheeks, but her skin was no longer the night elves’ unique lavender color. It had become fairer. Under the influence of the blood of Sarain surging in her body, Nasa’s skin became whiter.
She was as white as a high elf, almost abnormally pale, and her lips became fuller, as if she were wearing lipstick.
The most eye-catching thing is her eyes, which are the color of blood...
"Nasa! You..."
"We have fallen into darkness, Mistress."
Nasa said sadly: "Evil blood is flowing in our veins. It distorts our destiny and existence, makes us bloodthirsty, and turns us into monsters that only exist in legends."
"Don't come near me, mistress... I can't control my inner impulses. I will... I will hurt you."
"Did that monster do it? He has to pay for it!"
Maiev clenched the knife wheel in her hand, and the gauntlet on her palm made a clicking sound. The cloak decorated with blades behind her swayed, and the whole person disappeared silently into the darkness.
But the next moment, Nasa's figure also disappeared into the darkness.
"Dangdang"
The collision of two weapons made the hidden warden and Nasa appear at the same time, and the two sword wheels collided together, causing sparks to fly.
"Don't go! Mistress!"
A trace of sadness flashed in Nasa's bright red eyes:
"If you kill that monster, we will die together. The curse of blood has tightly connected our fate with his, so he has no fear, and he has a very powerful gem in his hand. He may
A trap has been laid, he may hurt you!"
"I won't kill him, Nasa, that would be too cheap for him!"
Maiev's voice under the helmet said angrily:
"I will imprison him with Illidan, I will watch him be tortured by the monster, and I will leave him alive... No one can take you away from me... take away my watch
By!"
"But I can't allow it..."
A trace of ferocity flashed across Nasa's cheek: "The cursed blood made me not allow myself to sit back and watch you hurt him. Although I also wanted to pierce the dagger into his heart, but... I can't."
The watcher took a step back, and the dark green blade cloak covered her arms and blade wheels, making her look like a sculpture standing in place in the darkness.
"I can no longer sit back and watch you continue to take risks for us. How many wounds on your body were left to save us? Mistress, you don't owe us any favors. On the contrary, we have been living under your protection. That monster
You have controlled my life, but that may not be a bad thing...at least we won't be a burden to you anymore."
"You have never been a burden! Nasa!"
Maiev's voice became deeper:
"We formed the Watchmen together. No matter who you are, veterans or recruits, we formed this group together. We are companions, sisters, and comrades... I have never regarded you as a burden."
"But that's what I thought, Mistress."
Nasa raised her head, a trace of calmness flashed across her face:
"But I don't want to be a burden to you. The Moon Priestess of Mount Hyjal feels the same for the Watcher's neglect. You have been supporting this group alone for too long, every night, when you are wrapping up the wounds alone.
, Mistress... Maiev, I'm sorry that I can't do anything for you."
"Nasa, stop talking..."
Maiev had a premonition of some unpleasant emotional fluctuations. She stretched out her hand, and the two watchmen behind her quietly left. Nasa nodded to her companions behind her, and they also silently retreated into the darkness.
"Maev, please allow me to call you so rudely..."
Nasa took a step forward and stretched out her hand. Maiev's body shook, but in the end she did not move away. She allowed Nasa's fingers to touch her helmet, and gently took off the exquisitely crafted owl helmet.
She stood up, revealing the warden's long white hair and face painted with war patterns. The warden himself was actually a beauty.
After all, she was once a priestess of the Moon Goddess, so her appearance does not need to be evaluated.
"Maiev, that monster took away my destiny, but this loss also made me finally understand why I was willing to guard the lonely Watcher's Crypt for thousands of years..."
A hint of taboo tenderness flashed through Nasa's blood-red eyes. She reached out and gently stroked the warden's cheek. Her fingers touched Maiev's lips. This action made both of them tremble at the same time, and then
, Nasa hugged Maiev gently and whispered in her ear:
"I have never been for the glory of the Kaldorei. Thousands of years ago, when you saved me on the battlefield, I knew that you were my future destiny..."
"That's enough! Nasa!"
Maiev took a step back, grabbed Nasa's wrist, and said in a deep voice:
"That's enough! Stop talking... This is a taboo... I, I can't accept it..."
"No, I didn't ask you to accept it, Maiev. I never had such a luxury."
Nasa took a step back, and the halo in her eyes calmed down:
"I know that you have dedicated everything to Elune, and you will always be her most sincere believer. Unfortunately, her eyes will always stay on Tyrande! This is not fair! This is not fair to you! Maiev
..."
A trace of hatred flashed in Nasa's eyes, which shocked the warden. She held Nasa's wrist with her backhand and scolded:
"Darkness is tempting the negative emotions in your heart! Nasa, wake up!"
"Seduction? No..."
Nasa shook her head, put her helmet back on, and her voice became deeper again.
"This is not a temptation, Maiev, the cursed blood is flowing in my veins, it is changing me, I can feel it, but it also frees me...free from the rigid dogma brought by the moon god, it
It made me realize for the first time that there are not only Kaldorei moon gods in this world, but also more unknown powers, so I say, this is actually not a bad thing."
"I hate Tyrion so much. He took me away from you."
"But I am also very grateful to him. Only after leaving your protection can I tell you how I feel... If you need it, Maiev, I will still be by your side at any time... Tyrion took my
destiny..."
"Shua"
Nasa's figure disappeared into the dark night, and only her low and gentle voice reached the warden's ears.
"But my heart will always be with you."
"Goodbye, my Maiev..."
The wind in the night sky blew across the deserted island, making Maiev Shadowsong feel for the first time 10,000 years after the end of the ancient war, the confusion that made her feel at a loss. Regarding Nassa's departure, about the child's hidden heart
That forbidden feeling towards her, about her making such a bold statement.
All this made Maiev very confused. She is a priestess. In the ten thousand and hundreds of years since her birth, her heart has remained pure. She has never had love of her own. She has no feelings for Nasa.
I feel disgusted, but this kind of same-sex feeling is a taboo even in the night elf society, which does not value this aspect very much...
In the end, she could only attribute it to the blood of Sarain that Tyrion injected into Nasa's body, the curse of that blood. Perhaps, it was this curse that changed Nasa.
"This damn curse!"
Maiev put her helmet back on. She looked at the direction where Nasa disappeared, her fists clenched:
"I will find a way to lift this curse, Nasa, this is my promise to you!"
However, the warden does not know that the blood of Sarain can only change a person's physiology, but cannot change the psychology, and the dark emotions in the heart cannot infect such pure feelings. Nasa's feelings for her,
It didn't start with the blood of this curse.
"Buzz"
The Blood Watcher appeared next to Tyrion in a creepy way. The Death Knight was standing on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sea under the moonlight. The sea was so calm, amidst the surge of moonlight.
, like a huge mirror.
It can even take care of people's hearts.
"Did the farewell go well?"
Tyrion looked straight at the sea and asked in a low voice:
"Did the cold warden accept you?"
This question made Nasa narrow her eyes, revealing a dangerous aura, but after a moment, she said coldly:
"I tried to dissuade the mistress, but she won't give up so easily. Be careful when sleeping in the future..."
"I am an undead, I never sleep!"
Tyrion shrugged and handed the wine bottle in his hand to the Blood Watcher behind him:
"I have no hatred towards you and your companions, especially now that Gul'dan is dead. What I want to say is that I did not actually force you to join the Dark Blade Knights. The blood of Sarain is just for you.
A little punishment, if you can rely on your will to suppress the urge to draw blood, you can actually go back to your lady."
"Then at an unprepared moment, you took over the body and hurt Maiev?"
Nasa took the wine bottle and took a sip. She wiped the corners of her mouth and sneered:
"Come on, Tyrion, don't pretend to be a good person! Although we have only been together for less than a day, I have already seen clearly what kind of person you are! Guys like you should stay in the dark prison of the Watcher's Vault.
In the room, locked up for ten thousand years!"
"Just like Illidan?"
Tyrion asked back, which made Nasa stop drinking for a moment, causing the female elf who rarely drank to choke.
"Cough...cough, you, how do you know this name!"
"I know a lot, Nasa, you will understand it later."
Tyrion thoughtfully handed over a handkerchief. He turned back and continued to look at the calm sea in front of him. He murmured as if in a dream:
"Actually, you should thank me, Nasa. I allowed you to avoid the tragedy of eternal death, and also gave you the opportunity to tell Maiev your inner thoughts instead of keeping them buried in your heart. But what I am more curious about is your watch.
In addition to Illidan being imprisoned in the cave, what secrets are hidden behind the huge owl statue?"
"Of course I know!"
Nasa took a sip of wine, and her plump lips outlined a smile:
"Every Watcher knows what's there... but we just won't tell you! In addition, I have to warn you that the return of thousands of elves to Mount Hyjal today will definitely attract the attention of the Priestess of the Moon.
With the flying speed of the druids around her, it is estimated that you will face new troubles tomorrow morning...Druids who advocate life will not have any good impressions of death creatures like you!"
"Not "you"!"
Tyrion turned around and looked at Nasa:
"It's "us"! We are a team now, my Nasa, if you don't want to sleep yet, I hope you can take on the responsibility of keeping vigil... I have to go and take a rest."
"Don't you never sleep?"
"I have to spend at least a little time to calm down my soul... Especially after knowing that a new woman who has a preference for the same sex has joined the Dark Blade Knights, I also have to remind Luminas to be careful when changing clothes.
a little..."
"Whoosh"
Nasa's blade cloak waved up, and two poison-quenched blades stabbed Tyrion's heart accurately. The death knight lowered his head and looked at the dagger on his chest. He stretched out his hand and pulled it out without feeling, and threw it back.
Gave it to the Watcher.
"Don't stab the heart next time, Nasa, the heart is not a fatal wound to a dead person."
