Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

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           Jainastaredathim.Theimplicationsofthis—shecouldn’tevenwraphermindaroundthem.

           "That’swhyIrushedoffyesterday.IknewIcouldn’ttakeMal’Ganisbymyself,but—Jaina,Ijustcouldn’tsitaroundand—andmendarmorandmakecamp,youknow?"Shenoddeddumbly.Shedidunderstand,now."Andthatprophet—Idon’tcarehowpowerfulyouthinkheis.Ican’tjustleaveandletallofLordaeronturnintothis—this—Mal’Ganis,whatever,whomeverheis,hasgottobestopped.We’vegottofindeverylastcrateofthisplaguedgrainanddestroyit."

           ThetellingofthisshockinginformationseemedtoagitateArthasagain,andhegottohisfeet,pacing."WherethehellisUther?"hesaid."Hehadallnighttoridehere."

           Jainaplacedasidethehalf-eatencereal,gottoherfeet,andfinisheddressing.Hermindwasworkingathousandmilesaminute,tryingtocomprehendthesituationfullyanddispassionately,tryingtothinkofsomewaytocombatit.WordlesslytheybrokecampandheadedforStratholme.

           Theashygraynessofdawnonlydarkenedasthecloudsclosedoffthesun.Rainbegantofall,chillyandstinging.BothArthasandJainaflippedthehoodsoftheircloaksup,butthatdidlittletokeepJainadry,andshewasshiveringbythetimetheyreachedthegatesofthegreatcity.Almostastheydrewrein,JainaheardsoundsbehindherandturnedtoseeUtherandhismencomingupthedirtroadthatwasnowalmostpuremud.