Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           So,thisonehadtraffickedwithdemonsbefore.

           Arthaswaitedawhile,observing.Thenightelf—IllidanStormrage,Kel’Thuzadhadsaidhisnamewas—ragedtohimself.Apparentlythelistofwrongspiledagainsthimwasalengthyone,andheachedforvengeanceandpowerasmuchasKel’Thuzadhadsaidhewould.

           Arthassmiled.

           "Iamfreeaftertenthousandyears,yetstillmyownbrotherthinksIamavillain!"Illidanranted."I’llshowhimmytruepower.I’llshowhimthedemonshavenoholdoverme!"

           "Areyoucertainofthat,demonhunter?"Arthassaid,hisvoicecarrying.Thenightelfwhirled,brandishinghisweapon."Areyoucertainyourwillisyourown?"

           Theelfmighthavebeenblindinthetraditionalsense,butArthasfeltseenregardless.Illidansniffedandgrowled."Youreekofdeath,human.You’llregretapproachingme."

           Arthasgrinned.Hewasitchingforagoodone-on-onefight."Comethen,"heinvited."You’llfindthatwe’reevenlymatched."Invinciblerearedandgallopeddownthehill,aseagerforactionashismasterwas.Illidangrowledandrantomeethim.

           Itwasalmostlikeadance,Arthasmusedasthetwowarriorsfacedeachother.Illidanwasstrongandgraceful,hisskillsdemonicallyenhanced.ButArthas,too,wasnomeresoldier,norwasFrostmourneanordinaryblade.Thefightwasfierceandswift;Arthashadbeenright.Theywereindeedevenlymatched.