Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           ButperhapsalichrebornbytheveryessenceofthemightySunwellisnothingtobeingsaspowerfulasyou."Hervoicedrippedscorn,andthedreadlordfrownedterribly.

           "I’velivedasaslavelongenough,dreadlord."Funny,howoneusedtheword"lived,"eventhoughonewasdead.Oldhabitsdiedhard,itwouldseem."Ihavefoughttoothandnailtobecomemorethanwhatthatbastardmademe.Ihavemyownwillnow,andIchoosemyownpath.TheLegionisdefeated.Youarethelastpatheticremnants.Youareadyingbreed.Iwon’trelinquishmyfreedombyshacklingmyselftoyoufools."

           "Sobeit,"Varimathrashissed.Hewasfurious."Ourreplywillcomesoon."

           Heteleportedout,hisfacetwistedinascowl.

           Herneedlinghadgottentohim,andhefairlyquiveredwithoutrage.Shenotedthisdispassionately.Hewaseasytoanger;hewastheonetheyhadsenttoher,thinkinghernogreatthreat.

           ShewouldneedmorethanahandfulofbansheestofightArthas.Shewouldneedanarmy,acityofthedead...shewouldneedLordaeron.TheForsaken,shewouldcalltheselostsoulswho,likeher,didnotbreathebutwhoyethadtheirownwill.Andevenmoreimmediately,shewouldneedmorethanherspectralsisterstofightthethreedemonicbrothers.Ormaybetherewouldbeonlytwosheneededtofight.

           SylvanasWindrunnerthoughtagainofVarimathras,howeasyhewastomanipulate.

           Perhapsthisonecouldbeuseful....

           Yes