Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Leave?Leavethisswordbehind,hoveringinitsfrozenprison,untouched,unused,withsuchvastpowertoofferhim?"Powereternal,"theinscriptionhadpromised,alongwiththethreatofscarringthespirit.

           "Myspiritisalreadyscarred,"Arthassaid.Andsoitwas.Ithadbeenscarredbytheneedlessdeathofabelovedsteed,bythehorrorofwatchingthedeadrise,bythebetrayalofoneheloved—yes,hehadlovedJainaProudmoore,hecouldsayitnowinthismomentwherehissoulseemedtolienakedinfrontofthesword’sjudgment.Ithadbeenscarredbybeingforcedtoslaughterhundreds,bytheneedtolietohismenandforeversilencethosewhowouldquestionanddisobeyhim.Ithadbeenscarredbysoverymuch.Surelythemarksleftbythepowertorightahorriblewrongcouldnotbegreaterthanthese.

           "Arthas,lad,"Muradinsaid,hisroughvoicepleading."Ye’veenoughtaedealwi’withoutbringingacurseonyerhead."

           "Acurse?"Arthaslaughedbitterly."Iwouldgladlybearanycursetosavemyhomeland."

           Outofthecornerofhiseye,hesawMuradinshiver."Arthas,yekenI’masolidone,nogiventaeflightso’fancy.ButItellye,thisisbadbusiness,lad.Leaveitbe.Letitstayhere,lostandforgotten.Mal’Ganisishere,well,that’sfine.Lethimfreezehisdemonicarsehereinthewilderness.Forgetthisbusinessandlet’sleadyourmenhome."

           AnimageofthemensuddenlyfilledArthas’smind.