Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "You!"

           Heinclinedhishead,andgaveheranoddsmilethattoldherwithoutwords,Irecognizeyou,too.Thiswasthethirdtimeshehadseenhim—oncewhenhewasspeakingwithAntonidas,andoncewithArthas.Shehadbeeninvisibleonbothoccasions—andclearly,herinvisibilityspellhadnotfooledhimforamoment,eithertime.

           "Thedeadinthislandmightliestillforthetimebeing,butdon’tbefooled.Yourprincewillfindonlydeathinthecoldnorth."

           Hisbluntwordsmadeherflinchslightly."Arthasisonlydoingwhathebelievesisright."Thewordsweretrue,andsheknewit.Whateverhisfailingswere,hehadbeenutterlysincereinhisbeliefthatthepurgingofStratholmewastheonlyoption.

           Theprophet’sgazesoftened."Commendableasthatmaybe,"hesaid,"hispassionswillbehisundoing.Itfallstoyounow,youngsorceress."

           "What?Me?"

           "Antonidashasdismissedme.TerenasandArthasaswell.Bothrulersofmenandmastersofmagichaveturnedtheirfacesfromtrueunderstanding.ButIthinkyoumaynot."

           Theauraofpoweraroundhimwaspalpable.Jainacouldalmostseeit,swirlingabouthim,headyandstrong.Hesteppedclosertoherandplacedhishandonhershoulder.Shegazedupintohiseyes,confused.

           "YoumustleadyourpeoplewesttotheancientlandsofKalimdor.Onlytherecanyoucombattheshadowandsavethisworldfromtheflame.