xxiii - so very public
[Video. Arthas is sprawling in a leather chair like he owns the place, champagne flute in one hand. He's in a well-cut black suit with the tie undone and draped over his neck in an odd combination of James Bond villain and frat boy.]
Fordring, I want you to listen to me very carefully. There is no help coming for you. The Admiral is practically rewarding us for letting you die.
If there was a Light, it would have saved you by now. You were mindlessly obedient enough. It's too bad all you've sacrificed for it was a waste, isn't it? Oh, sure, I can't hurt anyone - but here's me, mingling comfortably with idiots while you're treated like a caged rat because I don't have the whim to save you. If the Light was omnipotent, would it trust you to me?
[He raises his glass.]
To your doubt. May it multiply like maggots and eat you from within.
[He downs the glass.]
Fordring, I want you to listen to me very carefully. There is no help coming for you. The Admiral is practically rewarding us for letting you die.
If there was a Light, it would have saved you by now. You were mindlessly obedient enough. It's too bad all you've sacrificed for it was a waste, isn't it? Oh, sure, I can't hurt anyone - but here's me, mingling comfortably with idiots while you're treated like a caged rat because I don't have the whim to save you. If the Light was omnipotent, would it trust you to me?
[He raises his glass.]
To your doubt. May it multiply like maggots and eat you from within.
[He downs the glass.]