Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Ye’reright,Iwasn’tthere.ThanktheLight,Ididn’thavetaemakethatkindo’decision.Butevenso—something’shappening.Ye—"

           Mortarfireandcriesofalarminterruptedhim.Inaheartbeat,MuradinandArthashadtheirweaponsoutandhadturnedbacktotheencampment.Themenwerestillscramblingforweapons.Falricwasbarkingorderstothehumans,whileBaelgunwasorganizingthedwarves.Therecamethesoundofengagementfromoutsidetheencampment,andArthascouldseethepressofundeadclosingin.Hishandsclenchedonhishammer.Thishadalltheearmarksofacoordinatedattack,ratherthanarandomencounter.

           "TheDarkLordsaidyouwouldcome,"cameavoicethatwasbynowfamiliartoArthas.Elationfilledhim.Mal’Ganiswashere!Ithadnotbeenawild-goosechaseafterall."Thisiswhereyourjourneyends,boy.Trappedandfreezingattheroofoftheworld,withonlydeathtosingthetaleofyourdoom."

           Muradinscratchedhisbeard,hissharpeyesdartingabout.Outsidetheperimeterofthecampcamethesoundsofbattle."Thislooksbad,"headmittedwithcharacteristicdwarvenunderstatement."We’recompletelysurrounded."

           Arthasstared,agonized."Wecouldhavedoneit,"hewhispered."WithFrostmourne...wecouldhavedoneit."

           Muradinglancedaway."There...welllad,Ihavebeenhavingmedoubts.Aboutth’sword.And,taespeaktruly,aboutyeaswell.