Kalia Minahir. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before the battle began, Arthas had imagined countless scenarios that he might encounter, but definitely not the one in front of him.

Arthas never imagined that he would meet Kalia, and that he was holding a two-handed sword.

In Alsace's memory, his sister was a typical aristocratic lady - always with a gentle smile and always with good manners.

Unexpectedly, now I actually saw a different - or completely different Kalia.

"Unbelievable." After a long pause, Arthas finally spoke, "My dear sister, you have abandoned your ridiculous reserve? ”

"It's not ridiculous to be reserved." Kalia shook her head, "It's ridiculous that you chose to be ashamed of Minethiel. ”

Arthas did not respond positively to Kalia's words.

Looking at his sister, who was not at all similar to the old one in front of him, Arthas narrowed his blue eyes slightly.

"Looks like you've been through a lot of things I can't imagine - but that's okay, I think you'll be on my side soon."

"And you, too—the little princess of Kul Tiras!"

As he spoke, Arthas raised the Frost Sorrow in his hand.

After becoming the Forsaken, Kalia has been training for today.

Day and night is training.

Once upon a time, Kalia was indeed a delicate young lady, eager for romance, full of little girl's thoughts.

But after the destruction of Lordaeron, she no longer has naïve illusions about this world.

Kalia began to crave power, and she hoped to defeat Arthas with her longsword, holding him to trial.

With this belief, Kalia's training is far beyond what a normal person knows.

After transforming into the Forsaken, Kalia will not get tired, but when the energy is depleted, the Forsaken will also need to rest.

Kalia doesn't rest, and for her, as long as the shadow energy is enough, the training can go on forever.

With Fao's support, Kalia's training never stopped.

Hard training pays off.

Kalia is now a skilled swordsman - not yet epic, but not mortal.

Unfortunately, her opponent was Alsace.

Kalia was skilled in swordsmanship, but childishly ridiculous to Arthas.

Under the slash of Frost Sorrow, Kalia found that she had no way to dodge but to take it hard.

With the vengeance of the shadow in her hand, Kalia blocked Arthas's slash.

But that's just the beginning.

The sword swept again, and the frost and shadow were wrapped in the frost and shadow, and slashed horizontally at Kalia.

The block was a little reluctant, and Kalia didn't dare to take it hard this time, she stepped back and twisted, barely avoiding the sword - at the cost of a corner of her cloak being cut off.

And that's not all.

As soon as Kalia regained her balance, Arthas's third sword came.

Spike!

A chill erupted from the sharp Frost Sorrow, stabbing directly into Kalia's chest.

It was too late to dodge, and the thick snow slowed Kalia's movements, so she could only grapple with the Shadow's vengeance with both hands, and then slash at the thrusting Frost Sorrow.

"Dangchang!"

With all of Kalia's full slash, Frostmourn's thrust deflected an angle, and Kalia dodged the blow again.

However, after only three moves, Kalia began to lose her grip on her long sword - and even her body began to tremble involuntarily, and there was already a sign of collapse!

"My stupid sister, the gap between us is so great that you are destined to fall under the sorrow of frost and stand by my side!"

Just when Arthas thought he was sure of victory, Gianna joined the fray.

"Enough, Arthas!" (Ice Spear x3)

After coming back to her senses, the angry Gianna also began her own attack, as a magic genius who is good at plastic energy - especially frost magic, the cold of the Icecrown Glacier is not only not an obstacle to casting spells, but has become a help for Gianna, whether it is ice arrows or ice spear skills, the speed of spell casting is far faster than usual.

Unfortunately, for Alsace, this is not enough.

"Haha, ridiculous!"

The winter storm enveloped Arthas's body, causing him to ignore the sharp ice spears, and in this state, Alsace was not agile, but Gianna's magic was useless.

In this battle, both sides tacitly agreed that no soldiers were called.

Arthas is accustomed to dealing with those with whom he has been intimate, while Kalia fears that his forsaken will show that their sacrifice has been in vain.

As a former princess of Lordaeron, Kalia cares deeply about the lives of her warriors, even if they are no longer strictly alive.

Fortunately, Kalia is now the Forsaken, and many shadow spells have little effect on her, so Arthas can only choose hand-to-hand combat.

Although Kalia continued to be suppressed, due to Gianna's threat, Arthas had to be distracted and start the Winter Storm.

The three of them form a delicate balance.

Although Arthas has the upper hand, he is unable to solve the two women.

Fortunately, this battle between siblings did not last long.

The Scarlet Crusaders have arrived.

With a large number of paladins with him, Gavinrad appeared on the battlefield.

The presence of the Scarlet Crusaders forced the three men in the battle to be temporarily separated—Kalia frowned in disgust.

"Sure enough, you self-proclaimed righteous guys have a nose brighter than a dog!"

When it comes to paladins, Arthas has never had a good idea.

"Do you know you're pooping?"

Gavinrad's next sentence embarrassed everyone present - this feeling of scolding everyone together was really ...... It's a little hard to accept!

But Arthas didn't care about the insult.

"What, you think you've won?"

"Of course!" Gavin Rad held his head high, "The Alliance's Northern Expeditionary Army is about to arrive, and the Undead Scourge will surely perish!" ”

"That's because you don't know anything about power!" Arthas suddenly picked up Frost Grief and thrust it into the ground, "Show up, Sindagoza - show these foolish people what true power is!" ”

The massive body of the Frost Dragon appeared and pierced the ice on the ground, and as the Scarlet Crusaders and the Forsaken Royal Guard retreated, a massive bone dragon appeared in the center of the battlefield.

A deafening roar, followed by a blast of dragon's breath that was chilling to the bone marrow.