Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "Weknowsolittle—wecan’tjustslaughterthemlikeanimalsoutofourownfear!"

           "Thisisbadbusiness,lad.Leaveitbe.Letitstayhere,lostandforgotten....We’llfindanotherwaytaesaveyerpeople.Let’sleavenow,goback,andfindthatway."

           Onefootfollowedtheother.Upward,everupward.Animageofblackwingsbrushedhismemory.

           "Iwillleaveyouonefinalprediction.Justremember,theharderyoustrivetoslayyourenemies,thefasteryou’lldeliveryourpeopleintotheirhands."

           Evenasthesememoriestuggedathim,clutchedathisheart,therewasoneimage,onevoice,thatwasstrongerandmorecompellingthanalltheothers,whispering,encouraginghim:"Closeryoudraw,mychampion.Mymomentoffreedomcomes...andwithit,yourascensiontotruepower."

           Upwardheclimbed,hisgazeeveronthepeak.OnthehugechunkofdeepblueicethatimprisonedtheonewhohadfirstsetArthas’sfeetonthispath.Closeritdrew,untilArthascametoahaltafewfeetaway.Foralongmoment,heregardedthefiguretrappedwithin,imperfectlyglimpsed.Mistrolledoffthehugechunkofice,furtherobscuringtheimage.

           Frostmourneglowedinhishand.Fromdeepinside,Arthassawthebaresthintofanansweringflareoftwopointsofglowingbluelight.

           "RETURNTHEBLADE,"camethedeep,raspingvoiceinArthas’smind,almostunbearablyloud."COMPLETETHECIRCLE.