Tyrande sitting on her bed with that window open trying her best to figure out how she was going to lead the night elf race. She moved her long hair out of her face and noticed the window was now closed only she got to her feet.
"Tell me who is there?" Her voice had sounded anger that someone would dear come into her bedroom like this.
"You have nothing to fear or worry about, it's just me Tyrande." She turned around to face Illidan only he didn't have his wings or hoofs anymore. He looked like a night elf with his blindfold still around his eyes.
"How are you still alive?" Tears started coming down her eyes because she though he was killed only he was standing in front of her once more, it was like a dream to her.
"I won't ever stay down because I'll always be here for you no matter what." He walked over to her with his hand moved against her right cheek slowly rubbing it before he wipe away the cries she had been crying so hard.
"It's not too late to make things right, I still