Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Itwaslargeandcuriouslyheavyforitssize,boundinredleatherwithgoldbinding.Acrossitsfrontwasanexquisitelytooledblackraven,itswingsoutspread.ThebookstillhadAntonidas’sbloodonit.Hewonderedifthatwouldmakeitmorepotent.

           Invincibleshiftedbeneathhim,stampingahoofandshakinghisneckasifhestillhadfleshthatcouldbeirritatedbyflies.TheywereonahilltopoverlookingDalaran,whosetowersstillcaughtthelightandgleamedinhuesofgoldandwhiteandpurplewhileitsstreetsranwithblood.Manyofthemagiwhohadfoughthimhoursbeforestoodbesidehimnow.Mostofthemweretoobadlydamagedtobeofuseotherthanasfoddertothrowatattackers,butsome...somecouldstillbeused,theskillstheyhadinlifeharnessedtoservetheLichKingindeath.

           Kel’ThuzadwaslikeachildonWinterVeilmorning.HewasperusingthepagesofMedivh’sspellbook,thoroughlyengrossedwiththisnewtoy.ItirritatedArthas.

           "Thecircleofpowerhasbeenpreparedperyourinstructions,lich.Areyoureadytobeginthesummoning?"

           "Nearly,"theundeadthingreplied.Skeletalfingersturnedapageofthebook."Thereismuchtoabsorb.Medivh’sknowledgeofdemonsaloneisstaggering.Isuspectthathewasfarmorepowerfulthananyoneeverrealized."

           Ablackish-greenswirlhadbegunmanifestingasKel’Thuzadspoke,andTichondriusappearedashefinished.