After the Victory

Once the spell was complete, blue teleportation light descended from the sky and lit up across the undead blanketing the mountains and plains, including Arthas beneath Zul'ra's foot. As those scattered points of light converged and finally blazed to their utmost brilliance, the dazzling blue radiance faded—and every Scourge undead vanished without a trace.

"Done." Watching Arthas disappear in the blue light beneath his foot, along with the blue flashes in every direction, Zul'ra finally let out a long breath of relief. His enormous dragon body collapsed amid the rising purple mist. After returning to human form, he sprawled directly onto the muddy snow, feeling an aching emptiness in his left eye and soreness throughout his body, as though his skeleton had been pulled apart.

"Zul'ra!" Blue light flared beside him, followed by Jaina's figure and worried voice.

"Zul'ra, by the Light! How are you?" Jaina appeared atop the snowy peak. Seeing Zul'ra unable to rise, she quickly bent down to help him up. When she saw his sunken, bleeding left eye, she jumped in fright.

"Have the undead all been teleported away?" Zul'ra forced himself to stay alert and asked Jaina.

"You did this? How did you do it?" Jaina supported Zul'ra and carefully used her fingers to part his now-empty left eye socket, inwardly shocked beyond measure.

"This was the method I bought with this eye. I teleported them into the Emerald Dream. Please, take me somewhere safe first. It's a little cold here." Zul'ra pushed away Jaina's hand as she pried open his eyelid. It made him feel miserable and uncomfortable, and this environment was not kind to him either.

Following Zul'ra's instructions, Jaina immediately cast Teleportation and took him back to New Hearthglen. She then swiftly summoned Witch Doctors and priests to examine and treat him