There is a weight to this chamber, like a giant hand of stone crushing around his body, but he steps forward. The warmth of the channels of magma hums against his skin, the light catching on the shimmer of the same dark water he and Wrathion had encountered earlier...
Yet he moves forward, unafraid. Moving towards the massive figure he can see in the center of the chamber. Even now the walls hum and shiver with an unseen force, as if barely able to contain the power of the being chained here.
Had it really been him, this whole time? The earthquakes, the water...
He starts to open his mouth to speak, but a wave of pain shoots through his body, and Anduin's steps finally falter for a moment. It burns through him, down to his Light-scarred bones, and he has to try to steady himself against the agony of it.
A good thing, then, that Wrathion wasn't here with him.
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Yet he moves forward, unafraid. Moving towards the massive figure he can see in the center of the chamber. Even now the walls hum and shiver with an unseen force, as if barely able to contain the power of the being chained here.
Had it really been him, this whole time? The earthquakes, the water...
He starts to open his mouth to speak, but a wave of pain shoots through his body, and Anduin's steps finally falter for a moment. It burns through him, down to his Light-scarred bones, and he has to try to steady himself against the agony of it.
A good thing, then, that Wrathion wasn't here with him.