Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Assmallballsofflamebegantomaterializeinherhands,glowingfaintlyatfirstandthenwithincreasingbrightness,shelookedtoArthaslikefireitselfforamoment.Sheheldthefireinherhandswithease,comfort,andmastery,andheknewthatthedayswhenshehadlittlecontroloverherspellswerelonggone.Shewasn’tgoingto"become"apowerfulmage;sheobviouslyalreadywasone,infactifnotintitle.

           Andthensheextendedbothhands.Theballsoffireleapedlikeabulletfiredfromagun,hurtlingtowardtheenormousstraweffigy.Iteruptedintoflameatonce,andtheonlookersgasped,thenbrokeintowildapplause.Arthasgrinned.Thewickermannevercaughtonfirethatquicklywhenanordinarybrandwastouchedtoitsbase.

           Jainaopenedhereyesatthesoundandwaved,smilingdelightedly.Arthasleanedcloseandwhispered,"Spectacular,Jaina."

           "Youaskedmetogivethemashow,"sheshotback,grinningathim.

           "IndeedIdid.Butthatwasalmosttoogoodashow.They’regoingtodemandthatyoulightthewickermaneveryyearnowI’mafraid."

           Sheturnedtolookathim."Wouldthatbeaproblem?"

           Thelightfromtheblazingfiredancedoverher,illuminatingherlivelyfeatures,catchingtheglintofagoldcircletadorningherhead.Arthascaughthisbreathasheregardedher.She’dalwaysbeenattractivetohim,andhe’dlikedherfromthemomentthey’dmet.She’dbeenafriend,aconfidant,anexcitingflirtation.