On the surface, she was covered in blood and was in bad shape. Duque could tell at a glance that the girl was very lucky. They were all superficial wounds that could be healed with a healing spell.
Unexpectedly, just as Duque was about to call for a Priest, the girl actually started healing herself with holy light.
Oh, and a Priest?
Taking advantage of this moment, Duque sized up the Draenei girl.
The girl had a figure similar to that of a human female, slim and slender. If it wasn't for the faint lines of her biceps on her arms, one would probably think she was a young lady just by looking at her silhouette.
Her light blue skin glowed with holy light, and the girl was bathed in a holy aura.
Although in Duque's eyes, this level of holy light was still very shallow.
She had two S-shaped curved goat horns on her head, and below her knees were recurved hooves that were a little unthinkable for humans. For balance, the girl's body also seemed to have become curvy in both the front and the back.
There was no gorgeous clothing. The Draenei girl was dressed like a typical commoner girl. The white linen top only covered her well-developed Outland peaks. It seemed to be a typical off-the-shoulder outfit for ease of movement. The top that went from below her ribs to her neck made her neck look even more slender.
A pair of leather pants that should have been brown had now turned dark red due to the blood staining them. She carried what in theory was a short warhammer in her hand, but in Duque's eyes, it was just a wooden stick and a metal lump.
Duque noticed that there was no blood on the head of the warhammer. There wasn't even any blood left behind.
Uh … a rookie on the battlefield for the first time?
Duque really didn't know why Weilun would send such a rookie to die.
In the chaotic Outland, it was enough for her to die a hundred times.
But no matter how he looked at it, this guy's luck was EX +. If she had the ability to come to the Thorny Path alone, she actually ran into the once-in-a-century Alliance advance team.
"Excuse me, can you please turn around? I, I …" The Draenei girl's face was red.
While Thomas was still in a daze, Duque had already come to a realization. She felt that her buttocks had been pierced by the flying man's sharp leg. Now that she was going to heal herself, it was really indecent to be injured there.
Duque thought for a moment. Seeing that this guy wouldn't have a high-end item like a storage space bag, he directly handed over a piece of canvas.
"Thank you …" The girl's face turned even redder, like a freshly steamed prawn, and she quickly took the canvas.
A few minutes later, Thomas met up with the rest of the army, and the Draenei girl's wound was also healed. Seeing the large canvas patch on the girl's butt, Thomas, the silly goose, suddenly came to a realization.
The girl was quite clever with her hands, because Duque also saw a hole above her butt. The edge of the hole was even smoothed out, so that the Draenei's nearly half a meter long blue tail could be seen.
Hmm, what a nimble tail. It wagged and wagged, bending left and right. Duque couldn't help but think of when he was taming dragons. Sometimes, he would get Onyxia in human form to give him a red tail that was proportional to a human's body for him to rub!
Every time he saw the strange dizziness on the Black Dragon Princess' face and heard her moans, Duque would feel very satisfied.
This was like stroking a cat, addictive.
Suddenly …
"Ah!" The Draenei girl screamed, attracting everyone's attention.
Only then did Duque realize that his hand was cheap. He actually reached out to grab her tail and rub it. "Sorry, I … I was too curious."
"This … this … is this the first time you've seen a Draenei?"
"Uh, yes!" Duque lowered his head.
"My companion didn't mean to offend you. We're actually all very curious," Thomas hurriedly explained.
"No … It's okay, it's not your fault. But please don't touch a Draenei's tail so casually in the future. They usually get angry, especially males. "The girl lowered her head.
Then, the girl took a deep breath and raised her head. There was a look of self-encouragement on her face. Even though there was still fear in her eyes, she tried her best to encourage herself and clenched her small fists.
"Please forgive me for being flustered — I've never killed anyone before (large creatures). My name is Imriel, and I'm Karabor's apprentice. Are you the vanguard sent by the Alliance? Looks like the Holy Light is really on my side today. Then I'm willing to go with you. Let's go to a safe place first. "
Hearing this signature introduction, Duque in Karazhan, who knew how many light-years away, felt as if he was struck by lightning.
There was only one voice in his mind —
What the heck!
It's actually hooves!?
How is this possible?
As for having the same name, that was impossible. Among the Draenei, their Mother of Holy Light would never give them the same name.
In Duque's mind, there were a hundred thousand rhinoceroses galloping. It was as if every rhinoceros was grunting in a strange voice, "F * ck your lungs!" "F * ck your kidneys!"
If all the major events that Duque had experienced before basically overlapped with the historical events in his mind, then it would match up. Then now, this matter was definitely a mess.
According to the original history, this Draenei girl Imriel, who was affectionately called 'hooves' by countless players, would only appear in the sixth version of World of Warcraft, King of Draenor. Normally, that would be at least 30 years after the Dark Portal.
Why would she appear at this time?
No, no, no. The Draenei's lifespan was already extremely long. Didn't you see that the three leaders of Eredar from 25,000 years ago were still alive and kicking? Didn't you see that even after 10,000 years, the Eredar twins were still as beautiful as flowers?
If Imriel lived for eight to ten years, it would be equivalent to two to three days for humans!
Regarding this deviation in history, Duque was convinced.
"I'm Thomas Fadik, a warrior, the captain of the advance party that the Alliance sent to Shattrath City."
"I'm Mark Dooku, a mage, the vice-captain of the advance party."
After a round of self-introductions, everyone finally knew. At this time, Shattrath City was being attacked again. The one leading the army was actually Kilrogg Deadeye, who had just defected from the Horde and ran over to Illidan's camp.
Shattrath City had never really been restored, even with the addition of some Blood Elves, who were the current Astrologers. Shattrath City was still in a precarious situation.
Willen, that quack, claimed to have 'seen the future'. He had a premonition that there would be an Alliance team heading towards Shattrath City from here to seek contact. So, even though he was in a state of shortage of troops, he still sent a team of 20 people to provide support.
However, not every Draenei who received the protection of the Holy Light would be immortal.
It was not easy for them to get out of the secret path. Before the group of twenty could even walk out of the Terokar Forest, they were attacked by their former comrades, who were now the Broken, to the north of Turem, the former Draenei settlement.
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