“You can kill us... but you cannot kill hope.”
“Can't I?” Sylvanas turned back to the other leaders of the invasion force. “Burn it... Burn it!”
Bess immediately knew something was
wrong. Up to this point, they had been going out of their way to not
harm innocents - Saurfang's orders - but now the Dark Lady was
ordering them to destroy the very city they were trying to capture.
Had she gone mad? “Warchief...?”
The Forsaken loaded the
catapults and lit the firebrands. Bess' eyes darted from Sylvanas to
the High Warlord, who was definitely displeased but dared not speak
against his Warchief while she was in a mood. Bess growled and ran
toward the shore as the first catapult launched, leaping into the air
and...