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Illidan：Prince Kael’thas said he last saw Tyrande being swept down this river. If she is alive, my naga will find her. 

 

Malfurion：They had best return with good news, brother. The very sight of them ___(1)___. Where did you ever find such loathsome creatures? 

 

Illidan：Believe me, brother, you do not want to know. 

 

Naga Myrmidon：Lord Illidan, we have found your missing priestess. She and her warriors fight on against the undead, but I doubt they can hold out much longer. 

 

Tyrande：Come forth, you mindless wretches, and taste the wrath of the Sentinels! Elune’s light shall never falter! 

 

Naga Myrmidon：You’d best hurry if you’re to save her! 

 

Illidan：An undead strike force! But they’re completely ignoring us! What could— 

 

Malfurion：Tyrande… 

 

Illidan：Their flying horrors fill the sky! It would be folly to send your flyer against them! 

 

Malfurion：We cannot depend on them now! Illidan, you must hold the undead here and prevent them from assaulting Tyrande’s encampment. I will _(2)_ downriver and— 

 

Illidan：No, brother. The naga and I can reach her faster! I will go. 

 

Malfurion：What you say is true, but I risk much by trusting you, Illidan. 

 

Illidan：I swear on my life that I will bring her back, my brother. 

 

Malfurion：I…believe you. Ande’thoras-ethil, brother.