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IS THIS GONNA END UP LIKE VALKORION AGAIN PLEASE SAY YES
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@flagellumregis replied to your post:GODDAMIT REVAN NO She wants to send this to... REVAN YES
IS THIS GONNA END UP LIKE VALKORION AGAIN PLEASE SAY YES
“You won’t die, not on my watch!” ( idk man from arthas)
((WHAT HAVE YOU DONE))
Silindra flinched from the Lich King’s words, pressing herself harder against the stone that separated her from the outside world. Deadly, pointed stalactites of ice tinkled threateningly on the ceiling, a smaller version of such currently sat embedded in her gut.“Away from me!” she snarled, eyes wide with pain and terror. The ice felt as if a raging cold fire, burning the sensitive flesh as only ice could.Feebly, she pressed glittering fingertips to the entry wound, seeking to gradually heal the grievous wound herself while the icicle was slowly removed. But channeling the spell required concentration and willpower that her wounded body would not grant her. She would not die. Not here. Not with him.For she knew it would not be a true death.@flagellumregis
@forsakenxqueen from X
Sylvanas rolled her eyes and scowled. “What makes you think you’ve got the right to speak to me like that?” She snapped. “I’d be making sure that you were good as dead.”
Arthas tilted his head at her for a few moments, he could have said many things, but none of them would have added up to be the simple truth of the matter at hand. Nothing really gave him the right to speak to anyone like this, but he was speaking like it none the less.
Simple matter’s of state or even kindness had no use anymore, all that mattered was getting what he wanted, and obtaining it the best way possible. Not to mention the unquenchable thirst to end all traces of life... even it was in essence a fools game.
“You can try, but you won’t get far when it’s just you against me, Sylvanas."
@priestess-silindra
What…?
Silindra was not entirely sure she had heard his words correctly. Or even heard them at all. Perhaps she was just going mad: a frighteningly real possibility in her current situation.
She did not speak, for she did not dare to. Instead, she cast the Lich King a look that bespoke both her confusion and her surprise.
The words were heard correctly, it wasn’t that he cared for her ---- he didn’t, she was simply another life that would be SNUFFED out in the long run. She was nothing more than a distraction, a simple distraction to the true threat of the living.
Nothing more and nothing less, but her surprise didn’t come as a shock to him. She was a GUEST in his kingdom, it would be no less than proper to give her protection against the hordes of undead while she was here, and if she was staying, protection against not just his own army was needed.
There were far worse things than the Scourge to worry about in Northrend, "You’re going to be staying here a while and I need you ALIVE.”
“Anyone that lays a hand on you will face my wrath.” ( ICAN I WILL you can't stop me!)
((JESS IM FUSJKIGN))
What...?
Silindra was not entirely sure she had heard his words correctly. Or even heard them at all. Perhaps she was just going mad: a frighteningly real possibility in her current situation.
She did not speak, for she did not dare to. Instead, she cast the Lich King a look that bespoke both her confusion and her surprise.
@davlunelle
“I really don’t like you... I don’t like you, my friends don’t like you, and Frostmourne doesn’t like you.”
@masteroflightanddark
Arthas couldn’t believe that someone had finally unfrozen him, the Carbon-freezing had lased a lot longer than he had expected, and that wasn’t a good thing at any rate. There were so many questions on his mind, but the most important thing he had to say was quite possibly the one that had the most meaning of all.
“The answer... is No. I will not give up Frostmourne.” Even though it was the last half of a conversation that was EON’S old.