Location: North of the Brightwater Lake near the shore to the Great Sea, Tirisfal Glades
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Moments later, in Tirisfal Glades, King Arthas and his banshee escorts stop to regain their strength. Banshee: This is the place, sisters. We’ll rest here, great king. King Arthas: Why here? We’ve got to find Kel’Thuzad before we—Aarrghh! The Lich King: You have been deceived! Come to my side at once! Obey! King Arthas: What is … happening here?—- Sylvanas! Sylvanas Windrunner: You walked right into this one, Arthas. It’s time to even the scales. King Arthas: Traitor! What have you done to me? Sylvanas Windrunner: It’s a special poisoned arrow I made just for you. The paralysis you’re experiencing now is but a fraction of the agony you’ve caused me. King Arthas: Finish me, then. Sylvanas Windrunner: A quick death … like the one you gave me? No. You’re going to suffer as I did. Thanks to my arrow, you can’t even run. Give my regards to hell, you son of a bitch. Kel’Thuzad: Back, you mindless ones! You shall not fall today, my king. Sylvanas Windrunner: This isn’t over, Arthas! I’ll never stop hunting you! At the northern shores of Tirisfal Glades, the Undead Ships prepare to sail off through the Great Sea toward Northrend. Kel’Thuzad: The effects of her arrow will wear off in time. All the preparations for your journey to Northrend have been made. King Arthas: You have been a loyal friend, Kel’Thuzad. I don’t know what the future holds, or if I’ll even return, but I want you to watch over this land. See to it that my legacy endures. Kel’Thuzad: I shall. King Arthas, I shall. |
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