While Illidan raised deadly wow gold double-edged ready to hit when the lift Frostmourne Alsace, with all its up and striking. He felt his Rune Sword and the links, feel it bite into the skin, deeply pierce Illidan body.
Illidan heavily to the ground, blood from his naked body in the bubbling emission, melting the snow around the issue a while a long hiss. His chest with wheezing up and down, after much-touted double-edged now useless, get rid of flying a combat blade, still in the hands of another to his already unable to grip. Alsace stood up, Illidan had cast the evil can not completely extinguish the flame, so that a slight tingling in his body. He stared at Illidan a long time, this scene might take to heart. He wanted to give the final blow to the devil, eventually decided to come north to cold and ruthless Qutaxingming. Blazing at the moment his heart burning desire, turned and lifted expectations that the tower-like spire stands.
He can afford to stand for a while, hard to swallow the mouth saliva. I do not know why, he knew then there will be tremendous changes. Then, Alsace deep breath, one went into the cave.
Alsace almost absentmindedly down the convoluted tunnels deep underground into a step by step, as if there is some kind of traction the progress of his legs. Silent here, No one stood up to stop him in depth here, but not so much to hear, rather that he felt a heavy force sonata. He went down, feeling the call of that power is approached step by step with his fate.
The cold front is a blue light. Arthas it away, almost Sa Tuipao up. End of the tunnel is a huge cave, Alsace can only be described as the throne hall, in the heaven and earth to see that he not help venturing to breathe.
It was a glowing blue-green sheen of the steeple, it Sibing non-ice, dominates the city straight on the spiral, as if to pierce the dome of the cave general. On top of that tower, located in the ice of the Lich King prison. A path around the spire plate, lead him up the climb. Until this moment, given the energy of the Lich King is still filling in his body, so tired he did not know, but as he was climbing step by step, those unpleasant memories are like mosquitoes as blowing. Word or two, screen wow po screen screen, reminding us of scenes before us.
"Remember, Arthas. We are paladins. Can not revenge as one of the things we must do. If we are permissive their anger into a bloodthirsty, then we become no different from the orcs."
Jaina Jaina ... ... ah ... ... "It seems no one can refuse you any request. Especially me."
"Do not refuse me, Jaina. Do not ever reject me."
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