"I already told you my name, didn't I? If your memory's that bad, I'll tell you again. My name is Soraka Stars. I was once the Secretary-General to His Majesty Anasterian and Prince Kael'thas in Quel'Thalas."
"You... weren't controlled by Arthas?"
"No, I was controlled by Arthas. I just kept resisting him. Though I had no choice but to obey his commands, I still had a mind of my own.
"Galenbro, do you know why you were able to do things that worked against Arthas? It was because his hold over us had weakened. So when you appeared before me in Arthas's name, we saw everything you did."
"So you're here to kill me?"
Galenbro leaned back slightly, ready to flee at any moment. But he was soon disappointed. As soon as he moved, five figures emerged around him. They were the ones who had died while accompanying Kael'thas on his campaign against Arthas. Now they had appeared before the living once more, in the form of the dead.
"Galenbro, our interests are the same. We both want to overthrow Arthas. We've simply chosen different candidates. Yours is that human, isn't it? Ours is Sylvanas."
"So what do you want me to do?"
Galenbro knew he couldn't escape, so he relaxed, or at least appeared to. Looking around, he spoke with forced nonchalance.
Though Galenbro seemed to have given up resisting, he had actually tensed every nerve in his body. As far as he was concerned, even if he died, he'd make sure to take a bite out of his opponent first.
"We don't need you to do anything. We only want you to stop helping that human. Can you do that?"
"Sure! Of course!"
Galenbro blurted out his answer without a second thought. Promises had never been something that