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3-21-2012 @ 8:12AM
firiun123 said...
Confused as she was after waking near the empty shell of Wrymrest temple, and having already destroyed more multi-colored slimes than existed even in Gnomeregan, Sylvanas wandered the desolate wasteland.
Grasped by the tentacles of yet another old god, Sylvanas was dragged into the layer of Zon'ozz. Rolling her eyes at yet another faceless servant of the old gods, Sylvanas loaded her bow and got to work.
Three arrows in, and Zon'ozz summoned a Void of the Unmaking, hitting Sylvanas straight in the chest. Sylvanas doubled over in agony, the pain almost too much to handle, whilst the void bounced back to Zon'ozz, summoning the wrath of the old gods down on Sylvanas.
“Looks like I’ll need some help here”, Sylvanas thought to herself. She summoned a circle of ghouls around Zon'ozz, each sacrificing themselves for their queen, blowing up as they reached Zon'ozz. He didn't stand a chance.
Hopping over what remained of Tyrande Whisperwind, Sylvanas tutted. “amateur”.
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