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The instant Tirion leaped with all his might, Arthas, who had been watching from the sidelines, raised the runeblade in his hand. As Frostmourne's blade pointed forward, ice spread from beneath his feet, forming a frozen path that stretched straight behind Tirion. At the end of that path, an icy spike burst from the ground.

Just as Tirion's broken sword pierced Darion's throat, the spiked ice pillar rose behind him and stabbed toward his back. But before its tip could touch him, a dome-shaped magical shield flared to life, and the ice spike shattered on contact.

"Sorry, Darion!" Tirion had no idea someone had tried to ambush him from behind. After driving his broken sword into Darion's throat, he offered an apology, then seized the corrupted Ashbringer from Darion's hand and swung it backhandedly at him.

From beginning to end, Darion did not fight back. He simply let the corrupted Ashbringer in Tirion's hand come down upon him. Yet when the greatsword was still a short distance away, it suddenly stopped.

"Why didn't you strike? Tirion, as long as you kill me, you can become the Ashbringer." Darion had been prepared to bare his neck and await death, never expecting Tirion to stop.

"Even if I kill you, I won't become the Ashbringer." Tirion slowly drew the greatsword back, then turned to look at the path of ice spikes stretching behind him all the way to Arthas's feet. He could not help but reveal a shocked expression.

"Idiot..." Darion looked at the merciful Tirion and prepared to give him a blow from behind. But before he could act, a palm swung in from the side and smacked him across the head, sending him flying like a sack of sand.

"You're the idiot." Zul'ra Jin slapped away Darion, who had been