Артас: Возвышение короля-лича
Chapter 6
Theattackwassuddenandsilent.
Athumpagainstthebackofherneckandcoldwetnesswasthefirstandonlyclueshehad.Shegaspedandwhirled.Herattackerwasablurofmotion,leapingtoanotherhidingspacewiththespeedofastag,pausingonlylongenoughtofireanothermissileather.Thisonecaughtherinthemouthandshestartedtochoke—withlaughter.Shepawedatthesnow,gaspingalittleassomeofitsliddownhershirt.
"Arthas!Youdon’tfightfair!"
Heranswerwasfoursnowballsrolledinherdirection,andshescrambledtopickthemup.He’dobviouslyclimbedhighenoughtofindtheplacesinthemountainswherewinterhadcomeearly,andreturnedwithsnowballsastrophies.Wherewashe?There—aflashofhisredtunic—
Thefightcontinuedforawhile,untilbothhadrunoutofammunition."Truce!"Arthascalled,andwhenJainaagreed,laughingsohardshecouldbarelygetthewordout,heleapedfromhisplaceofconcealmentamongtherocksandrantoher.Hehuggedher,laughingaswell,andshewaspleasedtoseethathe,too,hadtracesofsnowinhishair.
"Iknewitallthoseyearsago,"hesaid.
"Kneww-what?"Jainahadbeenpeltedwithsomanysnowballsthatdespitethefactthatitwaslatesummer,shewaschilled.Arthasfelthershiveringandtightenedhisarmsaroundher.
