Relief floods him as Wrathion chooses correctly, as that weight leaves his chest and those cold fingers loose their grip on his face. Sucking in a breath of air, he quickly grasps for Wrathion's arm, pulling himself up to his knees before scrambling up the rest of the way.

"Chi-ji," he finally pants out, with a half-smile flickering in place. It vanishes as the figure pretending to him starts to stand across from them, a little too smoothly. Head tilting a little too far to the left to be entirely natural.

"Never worthy. Never worthy.."

And who it is referring to is never expounded upon, before it starts to lunge towards both of them again. Quicker than thinking, the real Anduin shifts forward a step, arm extending as a helix of brilliant light spirals outward towards the creature, blue eyes narrowed intently.