Loyalty and Military Boxing

Blood Temple, Crimson Hall.

The bodies of the three Prince Council members had been thrown before Blood Queen Lana'thel.

The once blood-red hall was now shrouded in deep-purple Twilight energy.

All the San'layn elves had had their minds dragged into that terrifying illusion alongside their Blood Queen.

Blood Queen Lana'thel stood there blankly as time passed, second by second.

After roughly ten minutes, her body suddenly convulsed violently before she collapsed to the floor.

"Cthulhu's Call—how did it feel? If you liked it, I could send you back in there for a while longer."

Sylvanas paced over to Blood Queen Lana'thel, looking down at her with a mocking smile.

"Release all the San'layn from that damned hell, and I am willing to pledge loyalty to you."

Blood Queen Lana'thel's voice trembled slightly. She then glanced at Kel'Thuzad, the great lich standing behind Sylvanas as obediently as a well-behaved child.

She had originally found it strange and confusing. How could Kel'Thuzad, a trusted lieutenant and veteran backbone of the Scourge Legion, have betrayed the Lich King?

Now she understood. In that terrifying hell, breaking free from the Lich King's control was merely the first step. What followed was endless torment and all manner of mental torture, until one submitted to the Will of Cthulhu or fell completely into madness and distortion.

No one could escape that Old God's terrifying mental illusion. Although the location of the so-called exit was made clear from the start, it was merely an illusion designed to lure in the pitiful. It could never be reached.

As the San'layn elves under her command awoke one after another, then knelt on the ground in terrified silence, Blood Queen Lana'thel raised her head to look at Sylvanas.

"I am willing to pledge loyalty to you, but you are just