Into BattleInto Battle by Trianya
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Esria rode through the swamplands with trepidation. She was approaching the battlefields, and even her mount could feel it. The moonsaber tensed as it padded over the damp bog soil. Esria ran her fingers over the hilt of her axes, knowing she was likely to need them soon. She was starting to see tohers, members of the alliance heading to the warfront themselves, from regiments of Stormwind Soldiers she passed, to rushing individuals speeding past her and her moonsaber on their own mounts.
It was those she saw returning from the front that worried her more though, bloody and battered. Soldiers moaned from the back of infirmary caravans, soaked in blood and badly wounded. Some still did not move at all, even with Priests and Druids tending to their bodies. Her eyes narrowed at the concept of what awaited her. But she could not turn back, she had to provide what aid she could.
She stepped into the barren waste of the Blasted lands soon after. They were aptly named, the red rocky earth ben