A black raven flew over the dawn forest, then landed on a hillside in Deadwind Pass.
Karin panted heavily as he changed back into human form... no, elf form.
Flying actually felt wonderful, especially soaring through the sky with his wings spread like this; Medivh was not heavy either, his old frame being rather scrawny. But carrying someone all the way from Stormwind City to Karazhan was certainly no easy task.
Along the way, Karin had also seen quite a few fleeing orcs, but he flew very high, and the orcs had no time to attack him.
Medivh remained unconscious. This time, he really had exhausted his mental energy... Karin carefully helped him down from his back.
After laying him on a blue stone slab nearby, Karin suddenly paused, then drew Glamdring from his waist.
Glamdring's blade remained as still as ever, giving off no light...
This was Medivh the Guardian, not Sargeras.
At that moment, a bold idea suddenly occurred to Karin: Medivh was completely defenseless right now and could easily be killed. If he died now, what would happen to Sargeras?
But he quickly rejected the idea.
Sargeras was indeed attached to Medivh's soul, but no one could guarantee that he was also closely bound to Medivh's body... if Karin really did that, and Sargeras not only survived but broke free of Medivh's soul instead, that would be interesting.
Then how could he kill Sargeras?
Karin had absolutely no confidence... In the original story, Khadgar had only managed it together with Garona and Anduin Lothar by relying entirely on Sargeras's carelessness and contempt...
In other words, Khadgar had only been able to kill Sargeras because of his plot armor!
Oh, hell... I don't have plot armor. What am I supposed to do?
Karin shook his head helplessly. There