Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Hoperoseinsidehim,buthewasstillparalyzed,stillunabletomove.Hewatchedasthefightragedaroundhim,andinafewmomentsitwasobviousthatSylvanaswouldneedtoretreat.

           Sheshothimalook,andagainhereyesflashedred."Thisisn’tover,Arthas!I’llneverstophuntingyou."

           Arthaswaslookingdirectlyatherassheseemedtomeltintotheshadows.Thelastpartsofhertovanishwerehercrimsoneyes.Withtheirmistressgone,theotherbansheesunderSylvanas’scommanddisappearedaswell.Kel’ThuzadhastenedtoArthas’sside.

           "Didsheharmyou,myliege?"

           Arthascouldonlystareathim,theparalysissofargonehecouldnotevenmovehislips.Bonyhandsfoldedwithsurprisingdelicacyaroundthearrowandtugged.Arthasbitbackacryofpainasthearrowcamefree.Hisredbloodwasmixedwithagooeyblacksubstance,whichKel’Thuzadexaminedcarefully.

           "Theeffectsofherarrowwillwearoffintime.Itseemsthepoisonwasmeantonlytoimmobilizeyou."

           Ofcourse,Arthasthought;otherwiseshewouldnothaveneededthedagger.Reliefshudderedthroughhim,leavinghimevenmoreexhausted.Hehadcomeveryclose—tooclose—tohisdeath.Ifnotfortheloyaltyofthelich,theelfwouldhavehadhim.Hetriedagaintospeakandmanaged,"I—yousavedme."

           Kel’Thuzadinclinedhishornedhead."IamgratefulIcouldbeofassistance,myking.Butyoumusthastenfromthisplace,toNorthrend.