Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "

           Sheblushed,andforamoment,Arthasforgotabouttheintimidationthecityemanated,andheartilyagreedthatitwouldbenicetoseeLadyJainaProudmooreagain,too.

           Veryniceindeed.

           "Again,yelittlegnomegirl!I’llpullyerpigtails,ye—Ooof!"

           Theshieldcaughtthetauntingdwarffullinthehelmedface,andheactuallystumbledbackasteportwo.Arthasslashedwiththesword,grinningbeneathhisownhelmasitconnectedsolidly.Thensuddenly,hewassailingthroughtheairtolandhardonhisback.Hisvisionwasfilledwiththeimageofaloomingheadwithalongbeard,andhewasbarelyabletolifthisbladeintimetoparry.Withagrunt,hepulledhislegsintohischestandthenextendedthemhard,catchingMuradininthegut.Thistimeitwasthedwarfwhowenthurtlingbackward.Arthasbroughthislegsdownswiftlyandleapedupinasinglesmoothmotion,charginghisteacherwhowasstillontheground,comingathimwithblowafterblowuntilMuradinspokethewordsthatArthashonestlyneverthoughthe’dhear:

           "Iyield!"

           IttookeverythingArthashadtohaltthestrike,pullingupandbacksoabruptlyhelosthisbalanceandstumbled.Muradinlaywherehewas,hischestrisingandfalling.

           FearsqueezedArthas’sheart."Muradin?Muradin!"

           Aheartychuckleescapedfromthethick,bronzebeard.