The Sentinel was weak. The relics that was suppose to hold back the Scourge was too weak to hold back anything. Right now, Furion was casting a spell, hoping to strengthen the walls, holding back the enemy. The sudden attack of the Frost Wyrms has left the nature army weakened and shocked. Druids lied around the base, scattered. Some were being treated by doctors, or they were treating their fellow Druids. But, at this moment, the Sentinel cannot withstand one more attack as heavy as that. Then, his ears prickled. Sensing something wrong, the Prophet gazed upwards to the moonless night sky. With his vision failing him, Furion closed his eyes, and with his mind, control the elements to scout the sky. The wind instantly grew wild, indicating something is up there. Thrall jogged over to the Prophet.
"Thrall, did you feel it too?" said Furion to Thrall without opening his eyes.
"Yes, I did. But what is it?" asked Thrall.
"I don't know," answered Furion. Something troubled him. Suddenly, Furion heard a gunshot, followed by a thump. Someone has shot the thing out of the sky. The Prophet turned, and eyed the Dwarven Sniper.
"Was it you?" asked Furion.
"Well, that thing was bothering me, what the harm of shooting it out of the sky?" The Sniper chuckled. Thrall and Furion inched closer cautious to the disfigured body of what seemed like a... crow.
"Its a courier!" Yelled Thrall. Instantly, warriors sprang into action. Taking their positions, the stood, shoulder upon shoulder, waiting for the enemy to arrive. There was an explosion behind Furion, and when he turned around, he was faced by a terrible demon, shimmering the colours of black and blue. A green orb materialised in his hand, and he arced the orb in the crowd of warriors, instantly exploding and breaking their ranks.
"What are you waiting for? To arms!" yelled the Dragon Knight. The warriors charged at the demonic monster. Just when they were about to strike - it was gone. Simply gone. The warriors looked at each other, confused. Suddenly the demon reappeared at the back of the warriors, seizing one, and ripping him apart as if he was just a rag doll. They are charged in unsion, then, someone yelled.

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The Warcraft Chronicles
Fiksi PenggemarUntil now, war rages between the Sentinel and the Scourge...