World of Warcraft: Stormrage by Richard A. Knaak

Author:Richard A. Knaak [Knaak, Richard A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Science Fiction, Adventure, Video & Electronic, Games
ISBN: 9781416550877
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2010-11-28T13:00:00+00:00

16

THE SHADOW REACHES

Tyrande felt the gentle touch of a hand on her cheek. She stirred to

find someone kneeling next to her.

It was a smiling Malfurion. He was exactly as she last

remembered him. Tal , broad-shouldered for a night elf though not

built like a seasoned warrior as Brol Bearmantle was. His face and

eyes bore the centuries of toil he had performed in service to his

cal ing and Azeroth. His antlers were long and proud, a symbol of

his closeness to nature, to the world that he loved.

Heart leaping, the high priestess pushed herself up enough to

tightly embrace the archdruid.

“Mal…” Tyrande whispered, sounding for the moment many

mil ennia younger than she was. “Oh, Mal…I found you at last!

Praise Elune!”

“I have missed you so much,” he returned, holding her just as

tight. His tone suddenly lost its pleasure. “But you shouldn’t be

here. You should go. I wasn’t expecting you to be the one to find me

first…”

“‘Go’?” The high priestess stood. Her expression showed her

tremendous disbelief. “I won’t leave you now!”

The archdruid looked around as if wary of something. Tyrande

fol owed his gaze, but saw only the pristine, sweeping landscape of

the Emerald Dream. It was as beautiful, as untouched, as Malfurion

had ever described it—

Tyrande’s head pounded. “This isn’t right…there’s something

wrong about us…”

“This is only an image in your mind,” the archdruid answered, his

wariness growing. “I wanted you to see me, to know it was me!”

“Malfurion…”

“Listen to me! It’s al about to fal into place. I need you to turn

back! You can only be here because he suspected! I should have

known that he would plan for this! I should not even be speaking

with you, for fear he senses us and gleans the ful truth!”

“Who? Who is ‘he’?”

Malfurion grimaced. “You have to listen! If the Nightmare Lord

has something in mind for you, then you need to leave as quickly

as possible! He’s why you managed to get this far—”

“I’ve nearly died more than once to reach you!” the stricken high

priestess returned somewhat angrily. “No one has led me by the

nose—”

“He likes to play his games, torture even those he needs! He

roots into your dreams—” Malfurion broke off, laughing bitterly.

“‘Roots’! He’s not the only one who can root! He—” The archdruid

suddenly spun from her. Peering at something Tyrande could not

see, he growled, “Go back, Tyrande! Everything wil be just as

needed if you can do that! If you’re not there, his trick wil fail and

mine wil succeed!”

“What trick? What—”

Turning back to her, Malfurion muttered, “I can feel him! He

knows, but not enough! I dare not say anything more, even to you,

for your thoughts are more open to him! Now leave! It’s your only

hope!”

And, with that, he broke contact. Tyrande strained to maintain

the link, but to no avail.

Yet she stil felt as if he were near. It was a feeling she could not

shake. Tyrande looked around. The foul mist was inches from her.

At its edge crowded the black vermin, who seemed eager to return

to the area where she stood.

The high priestess almost dismissed her notion…then for some

reason she could not comprehend, glanced down next to her.

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