Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Theogre-sizedthingsthatappearedtobecomprisedofvariousdifferentcorpseswerebatteringawayatthegateaswell.Soweretheenormous,spiderlikecreatures.

           Thensomethinghitthewallwithasoft,ploppingsound.WetnessspatteredSylvanas.Forafractionofasecond,hermindrefusedtoacceptwhatshehadjustwitnessed,andthenclaritybrokeuponher.

           Arthaswasnotonlyraisingthecorpsesofthefallenelves.Hewashurlingtheirbodies—orpiecesofthem—backatSylvanasasammunition.

           Sylvanasswallowedhard,thenissuedtheorderthatafewmomentsagosheneverwouldhavedreamedshewouldutter.

           "Shindufallahna!Fallbacktothesecondgate!Fallback!"

           Thosewhowereleft—ai,piteousfewtherewerestill,atleaststillaliveandfightingunderhercommand—obeyedatonce,gatheringupthewoundedandslingingthemovertheirshoulders,theirfacespaleandsweat-streakedandreflectingthesameforciblycontainedterrorthatracedthroughher.Theyfled.Therewasnootherwordforit.Thiswasnoorderly,synchronized,martialretreat,butanall-outflight.Sylvanasranwiththerestofthem,bearingthewoundedasbestshecould,andhermindwasracing.

           Behindhersheheardtheonce-inconceivablesoundofthegatecrackingandtheroaroftheundeadastheyhowledtheirtriumph.Herownheartseemedtocrackinagony.