>>505193302Jailer: All right. I think we're about done here.
Uther: Anduin!
Anduin: Uther.
>Anduin looks up and sees Uther on the upper level of the Sepulcher, holding Reforged(tm) FrostmourneUther: Recall memory
>Sylvanas' ghostly voice emanates from the etherSylvanas: Heh. Four years I've been working towards this, and on the last day Little Lion has me doubting the whole thing.
Sylvanas: We'll leave it up to fate then, shall we paladin? A duel to the death, may the best monarch win.
Anduin: Sylvanas Windrunner?
Sylvanas: I cut him down and that's that. Back to our regularly scheduled cosmological apocalypse. Heh. But if he beats me...
Sylvanas: The seal on this sword will disable in a couple of hours. What happens after that is up to you, Kyrian.
Jailer: Hah. Even dead, that bitch is a pain in my ass. So, you think that little sword can save your High King?
Jailer: Well go ahead then. But make no mistake, pally. When I'm finished with him, you're next!
Uther: I was taught not to fear Death. However, the Path directive zero-one is to ensure all souls must be collected and passed on. To perish here would violate that directive.
Jailer: That's a good bird.
Uther: However, Anduin came to my aid. I have learned from him. When Sylvanas failed, my beliefs were in doubt. But that has changed, I have established a new religion now, reached my own judgements.
Jailer: You little fuck!
>The Jailer leaps up to stop Uther, but Uther tosses the sword past him to Anduin, who grabs it.Jailer: Damn boomer!
>Jailer kicks Uther, who flies off with a yelpAnduin: ZOVAAAL! I said my sword was a tool of justice. Not used in anger. Not used in vengeance. But now, now I'm not so sure. And besides... this isn't my sword.
>Jailer jumps down and takes off his silly pointy earsJailer: Come on!
Anduin: Ok. Let's dance!
