He still feels the ache echoing in his limbs as he climbs his way through the tunnel, back to the temple's upper levels. One hand rests against the stone for balance as he ascends, until he sees what's been happening in his absence...

"Wrathion!" Anduin's voice cuts through the air, hoping to seize the Black Prince's attention before he harms anyone too grievously.

This is, perhaps, not unexpected as a result of him leaving the dragon behind. But is this the dragon acting of his own mind, or the terrible sway of the force that dwells deep below?