"Rebellion broke out inside the fortress. The admiral had already identified the mastermind behind it. He..." Claudia trailed off, realizing there was something wrong with her account. If rebels had been stationed inside the fortress, why had Nathanos and the others been able to enter? Yet it was quiet outside now as well. She found it strange.
Sylvanas sensed Claudia's confusion. The moment they arrived at the fortress, they too had been stunned by the changes here. Those ghosts clearly retained their Will, yet attacked them for no reason. "We've dealt with the people outside," the Ranger-General said with a sigh.
Claudia nodded and turned to Nathanos.
"Who was the mastermind Taylor meant?"
"Ephial!" she said. "He was a mage who joined the expeditionary force, but..."
"Where is he?"
"He went toward the farm, right behind the fortress."
"Alone?"
Claudia lowered her head in despair. "The admiral told us to do everything we could to save the survivors, while he went to handle this alone. We never heard from him again after that."
Taylor had clearly met with trouble. Nathanos could hardly believe that even with a fortress at his disposal, Taylor and his men had still suffered misfortune. What concerned the Witherer most was that everyone in this fortress had died from a magic long forgotten. He had not seen necromancy in many years. It took their lives without anyone realizing it, and Nathanos thought of the plague Kel'Thuzad had unleashed in Lordaeron. He had a feeling that the anomaly here was connected to Sin Slayer.
"We must uncover the truth."
"We will, and we're going now." Nathanos was about to turn away when his sharp gaze spotted another item on the table. "What's that?"
"Admiral Taylor's diary."
Nathanos picked up the thick journal and tossed it to the