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John Lancer, your normal teenage gamer, gets a gigantic metaphorical paddling when he gets transferred from his room to the body of an Annihilan aka Pit Lord, and struggles to adapt to his une...
A Night Elven Sentinel, by the name of Raene Wolfrunner, spied on the unsuspecting annihilan, but was confused by its actions, and the way it spoke. To her, it was really strange. The gargantuan beast just materialized near the Ruins of Lar'donir, and was fearful of the thought that the Burning Legion might return too early for their expectations.
Then, the beast seemed to be wary of her and her companions, as it spoke frantically and ran off to the ruins, possibly an attempt to elude them. She took pursuit.
"Lady Wolfrunner. Do you think the Legion is planning for a re-invasion? If you are planning to take the demon down, then we are eager to do so." Ilyaria Lunarstone, spoke to the party's leader
"We must not hasten ourselves yet. Don't you agree that its mannerisms and the way it acted earlier was not befitting of a demon from the Burning Legion?" Raene spoke
"Do you suggest curiosity first? It seems that it is too ripe to ignore." Ilyaria spoke
The party, consisting of Raene Wolfrunner, Ilyaria Lunarstone, Merah Moonweaver and Silenia Dawnshade, pursued the fleeing annihilan.
IN THE RUINS
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John sensed his following pursuers, as he had developed instincts ever since High School in order to avoid confrontation from the usual school bullies. It seems that it paid off.
"Oh, damn it. I knew they would follow me here. That's Night Elves for you. Always on the hunt, like that bitchy Maiev."
"Ugh. I should try talking this time. Gotta find them though."
His thudding footsteps were a dead giveaway to his location, but it would do the work for him. And, voila! There were those night elves behind him. He sensed them, and decided to speak.
"I know you're hiding there, and that you've followed me for a while! I suggest you come clean about what you think of me."
The four decided to show themselves.
"You dare to speak the word 'clean'? Such an insult from a defiled mouth with a filthy tongue such as yours, vile demon! If you are planning to invade Azeroth again, you will not succeed this time!" Ilyaria spoke in anger
"Agents of the Legion like you are miserable cur!" Silenia added in
"No amount of talking from a dirty, filthy monstrosity would convince us of it's thoughts!" Merah added lastly
"Who the hell are you calling filthy?! I'm not the one with malice here! And if you just let me explain-"
"Hmm. You act quite strange for a demon. Care to enlighten me on that?" Raene spoke to him
"Ok, look. First things first. My name is John Lancer. I am not with the Burning Legion! I just so happened to wake up in this body! And, lady, I suggest you take a tall glass of cool water. Pipe down."
