Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Kael’thaswasamastermage,andmuchfasterthananyoneArthashadeverencountered.HebarelygotFrostmourneupintimetodeflectthesurgingfieryglobe.Thefrostshards,however,wereeaseitself.Heswungthegreatrunebladeoverhishead,anditcalledtoitsbladetheshardsoficelikeironshavingstoamagnet.Grinning,Arthaswhirledtheswordoverhishead,directingthepiecesoficebacktotheirsender.He’dbeentakenbysurprisebyKael’thas’sspeed,buthewouldnotmakethatmistakeagain.

           "Youmightwanttothinktwiceaboutattackingmewithice,Kael,"hesaid,laughing.Heneededtogoadthemageintoactingrashly.Controlwaskeytothemanipulationofmagic,andifKaellosthistemper,hewouldundoubtedlylosethefight.

           Kaelnarrowedhiseyes."Thanksfortheadvice,"hegrowled.Arthastighteneduponthereins,preparingtoridedownhisadversary,butatthatinstantthesnowbeneathhimglowedbrightorangeforamomentandthenbecamewater.Invinciblesuddenlydroppedtwofeetandhishoovesslippedontheslickground.Arthasleapedoffandsentthebeastcanteringaway,grippingFrostmournewithreneweddeterminationinhisrighthand.Heextendedhisleft.AdarkballofswirlinggreenenergyformedinhisflattenedpalmandspedtowardKaellikeanarrowshotfromabow.Themagemovedtocounter,buttheattackwastooswift.Hisfacewentashadepalerandhestumbledback,hishandgoingtohisheart.Arthasgrinnedassomeofthemage’slifeenergyfloodedhim.