Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "Theyemergedintoaroomthattoonewithweakersensibilitieswouldseemlikeahouseofhorrors.Onalargetable,astoopedundeadwasbusilysewingtogetherpiecesofdifferentcorpses,hummingalittleunderhisbreath.Sylvanassmiledslightly.

           "Itisgoodtoseesomeonewhoenjoyshisworkso,"sherepliedatriflearchly.Theapprenticestartedslightly,andthenboweddeeply.

           Therewasalowbuzzofsomekindofenergycrackling.Otheralchemistsbustledabout,mixingpotions,weighingingredients,jottingnotes.Thesmellwasacombinationofputrefaction,chemicals,and,incongruously,thecleansweetsmellofcertainherbs.Sylvanaswasstartledbyherreaction.Thescentoftheherbsmadeheroddly...homesick.Fortunately,thesofteremotiondidnotlastlong.Suchemotionsneverdid.

           "Showme,"shedemanded.Faranellbowedandusheredherthroughthemainarea,pastpiecesofbodieshangingonhooks,intoasideroom.

           Thefaintsoundofsobbingreachedherears.Assheentered,Sylvanassawseveralcagesonthefloororswingingslowlyfromchains,allofthemfilledwithtestsubjects.Somewerehuman.SomewereForsaken.Allweredull-eyedwithfearthathadpiercedsodeepandhadgoneonsolongthattheywerealmostnumb.

           Theywouldnotbesoformuchlonger.

           "Asyoucanimagine,mylady,"Faranellwassaying,"itisdifficulttotransportScourgeastestsubjects.Ofcourseforexperimentalpurposes,ForsakenareidenticaltoScourge.