So they have come to reclaim what is mine.
Thrall yells: HEROES OF THE HORDE, YOUR WARCHIEF CALLS!
Thralls yells: Gather behind me at the gates of the Undercity! Soon we march upon our fallen city and reclaim it - FOR THE HORDE!
They think they can stop me.
I won't let these curs stop me.
Detheroc was a needed sacrifce.
The Undercity is mine!
Thrall yells: Blood and thunder, champions of the Horde! We fight on this day for our fallen brothers and sisters! Mourn them not for they all died with honor in their hearts!
Thrall yells: Though we face great conflict, our might combined shall obliterate those who would oppose us! The grave injustices committed against the Horde will be met by an unstoppable force of reckoning!
My years of plotting and planning won't be stopped by the Horde.
Thrall yells: I call to you great spirits! Grant the Horde your blessing! For on this day our cause is righteous and just!
Thrall yells: Spirits of wind, carry to Saurfang the Younger the song of war! May ALL of our fallen brethren be vindicated by this battle!
Thrall yells: The battle for the Undercity begins now! Sound the horns of war! Champions of the Horde, be empowered by the might of your Warchief!
Thrall yells: ONWARD!
Thrallsays: Great wind brother, clear our path!
So the Warchief thinks his little spirits can finish me.
Time to show myself to this foolish mortal.
Thrallyells: You must answer to the elements, demon!
Welcome to my kingdom of darkness!
Did you enjoy my minion's terrible creation? Potent, is it not?
But enough prattling! You wish to reclaim your city? Come then, heroes! Your souls will fuel the host! You will have this place back in pieces!
Thrall says: Great water spirit, wash away this corruption!
Thrall yells: ATTACK!!!!
It seems that they have destroyed my forsaken followers.
No matter.
My brethern shall deal with these curs.
Lady Sylvanas Windrunner says: HOLD! I sense dark magic. Demon magic... Stand ready!
Clever girl...
My brothers have grown hungry. Your souls will sate their appetites.
Dam my brothers have been slain.
I can't let them into the throne room.
Thrall yells: COWARD! You think to stop the Warchief of the Horde with pebbles? I will show you the true power of the elements!
I can feel their stunned horror as my demons strike againts them.
Damn these portals...
I cannot hold them open.
A distant voice yells: YOU HAVE FAILED ME, VARIMATHRAS!
No I cannot fail.
These pathetic mortals.
Damn Sylvanas, I've forget how badly her arrows hurt.
Argg... noo... I cannot die!
Dam them.... dam the Horde... Dam Warchief Thrall.
Darkness.....
I have failed.
My the master have mercy have mercy on my soul.
