18. (voice post)
No weapons, no magic, nothing!
Retreat, hide underground -- last as long as you can! We may die today, but we will not make it easy!
[She cries a phrase: the first half is in a tongue that rings like clear piercing sunlight; the second half comes from her throat as harsh, hissing sounds, like snakes in mud. Sounds of running until timeout.]
[The PDA turns back on with a clatter -- it has fallen to the ground. A short distance away, Sylvanas can be heard screaming in rage and pain, a sound no organic system of diaphragm, lungs, and vocal cords can make alone. Lightning cracks and the terrible noise trails off into a thin little wail, and something -- probably Sylvanas' scorched body -- tumbles dryly to the ground.
Silence.]
Retreat, hide underground -- last as long as you can! We may die today, but we will not make it easy!
[She cries a phrase: the first half is in a tongue that rings like clear piercing sunlight; the second half comes from her throat as harsh, hissing sounds, like snakes in mud. Sounds of running until timeout.]
[The PDA turns back on with a clatter -- it has fallen to the ground. A short distance away, Sylvanas can be heard screaming in rage and pain, a sound no organic system of diaphragm, lungs, and vocal cords can make alone. Lightning cracks and the terrible noise trails off into a thin little wail, and something -- probably Sylvanas' scorched body -- tumbles dryly to the ground.
Silence.]