"Medivh?! You're still alive?!"
The three Archmages, newly recovered from Petrification, looked at Medivh in astonishment. But the demon wasn't about to give them time to catch up. This time, it didn't attack Medivh; instead, it charged at Anslem, who had only just recovered from the Petrification spell. Anyone who had just recovered from Petrification would be stiff and need time to regain control of their body. That brief moment was more than enough for the demon to tear Anslem to pieces.
Of course, Medivh couldn't just stand by and let him die. He blinked to Anslem's side, then conjured a small blue shield of ice in front of them.
The demon swiped at the icy shield, shattering it instantly. But in the next moment, another shield formed beneath its claws. It shattered, then formed again. The demon broke through nine shields in a row before the tenth stopped its attack. That gave Medivh enough time to cast another spell. He raised the Oak Staff in his hand and thrust it at the demon's belly. A burst of flame erupted from the staff, blasting the demon away. This was the mage's Flame Strike, a ranged attack spell, but Medivh had used it to knock the demon back. Even without Guardian's Power, Medivh was undeniably a top-tier mage.
After knocking the demon back, Medivh quickly helped Anslem to his feet and ran toward Ledra and Daelan, who were regrouping nearby.
As they ran, Medivh found a moment to ask Anslem what had happened to Dalaran.
At Medivh's question, a faraway look crossed Anslem's face. Then, as if speaking to himself, he began to recount everything that had happened in Dalaran City.
"It was not long after Arthas suddenly unleashed the Undead Scourge. A vast army of the dead surrounded Dalaran City—"