‘It’s the work of the Scourge! Begone foul demon! Death stalks us! Destroy it! Scourge! Do not let it escape! Do you think this to be pain? To be suffering? HAH! Destroy this mortal shall so that I may ascend to the heavens! I know very little else… The High General chooses who may go and who must stay behind! There’s nothing else… You must believe me! I’m going to send you back to the Lich King in pieces! You’ll be hanging in the gallows shortly, Scourge fiend! You’ll get nothing… And like it…