An eye-catching radiance bloomed at the very front of the Golden Knight Legion, almost sweeping away a swath of Abominations. The light was terribly familiar—it actually carried a hint of the brilliance of the Holy Sword of Light. Yet, in my memory, the Holy Sword of Light had seemingly been scammed away by Malfurion.
Dark had essentially taken to the field in person, fighting for the survival and dignity of the human alliance.
At the same time, a massive human army appeared in the southwest corner of the Silver Moon Plain, proving to be the true might of Silvermoon City: a coalition of its four elite legions.
Chapter 613