Inside the Mage Tower at the center of Naxxramas Necropolis, Kel'Thuzad had never expected to be attacked. If he hadn't known his Mage Tower so well, he might already have been captured by that group of Undead elves, just like Putress.
After escaping with his life, Kel'Thuzad immediately ran to the top of the Mage Tower and sounded the alarm. But the magically enhanced bell rang not only in the ears of his subordinates—it also reached Malygos, who was wandering the skies. Searching for the "thugs" abusing magic, Malygos immediately flew toward Naxxramas Necropolis like a shark catching the scent of blood.
Led by Soraka, an experienced and highly knowledgeable veteran mage, the group swept aside the defenses of Kel'Thuzad's Mage Tower and entered with ease. They also captured the culprit behind the research into gargoyle-throwing potions.
"Kill him! Avenge Caponia!"
Sylvanas made her position perfectly clear, but everyone looked to Soraka. The former Secretary-General of Quel'Thalas had repeatedly demonstrated the importance of his vast knowledge and far-reaching insight, so everyone trusted him. They wanted to hear his opinion on the culprit behind this disaster, too.
"If we're acting out of hatred, I think we should kill this human immediately. But if we want to avenge Caponia, we'd better keep him alive."
"Soraka!"
Sylvanas, her arms folded across her chest, immediately stepped forward to stop him. But Soraka raised a hand and pressed it down, signaling for her to let him finish. Sylvanas had no choice but to swallow her words and nod to him.
"Killing this human would certainly satisfy our hatred. But if he dies, there'll be no way to quickly develop an antidote to the potion he created. That would be an outcome Caponia, who died from this very potion, would never have wanted. She wouldn't