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Post by Graywyrm on Feb 18, 2009 17:58:50 GMT -5
Dezba Proudfist crested the pile of bones, twin axes held loosely in his hands. The battle was done, but he would not admit defeat. The cold air made his chest ache with each struggling breath. One lung pierced by a Scourge arrow. The blood poured from the slashes across his arms and legs and he dropped the axe in his left hand. It was this moment or he would die powerless and that was something he wouldn't do..he would never do. With a scream, "For the Horde!", he hurled himself at the armor clad figure before him. His foe slid the glowing blade into his chest. The runed blade burned Dezba as his right arm brought the forged thorium axehead to bear against his foe's armor. The head snapped against the hard metal. Dezba howled and spit in his foe's face...his breath leaving him.
Arthas chuckled as the blade pulled free. "For the Scourge." Green wisps of smoke followed the blade as it was freed from Dezba's body. Frostmourne pulsed and Arthas turned to Baron Bloodfel. "A new knight for you, to replace the four it took to corner him. Don't fail me again." Baron Bloodfel motioned for his servants to gather the body. A dry rasp escaped the Baron's lips. "I look forward to his training."
((Yes, Copperkettle has decided to dip into the hordeside with an orc death knight..more later...))
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