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You are not prepared
I think part of me knew even then
that the Black Temple had only traded one evil master for another
I prefer to remember the temple as it used to be
not the abomination it has become
my soul bears the burden of my misjudgement
but I have been patient
I have been waiting
and when the time is right the betrayer will become the betrayed
My child I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon
of righteousness
Remember our line has always ruled with wisdom and strength
and I know you will show restraint when exercising your great power
Rise up Argent Crusaders
the hour of Justice has come
can you feel it my son
closing in all around you
the light's justice has been awakened
the sins of the past
have finally caught up to you
you will be called to account
though my soul was one of the first to be devoured by your evil
there are thousands more bound within this blade and they cry out for release
look now to your defences my son
for the champions of justice gather at your gates
Then let them come
Frostmourne hungers
Father!
Is it over?
At long last
no king rules forever my son
I see only darkness before me
but at last
the whole of Azeroth will break
and all will burn beneath the shadow of my wings