"Watch out!" Kel'Thuzad hurriedly shouted.
As a Seventh Ring mage from Dalaran, he sensed the intense pressure within those bronze flames. This was no ordinary fire.
Even as he shouted, Kel'Thuzad cast a pale blue defensive spell, barely managing to keep the bronze flames at bay.
Anduin Lothar let out a low growl of pain. Only a step away from "Medivh," he endured the agony of the scorching flames and raised the Holy Sword Quel'Zaram high, bringing it down on his old friend.
The Astral Plane Mage barely even glanced at him. Boundless mana shone around his hand, and he bypassed Lothar's heavy sword entirely, landing a solid punch on his face.
A deep handprint appeared on the tall warrior's face, and he was knocked to the ground in a single blow.
"You're a little weaker than I imagined, old friend!"
The Astral Plane Mage let out an eerie laugh, a sound no human could have made. At the same time, his eyes turned blood-red.
"Medivh" had become a complete monster... and in this state, he seemed entirely unaffected by Medivh's true soul.
"Damn it!" the aged Aegwynn wailed. She and the Shade of Aran raised their hands and began casting at the same time.
Their casting motions were swift, but "Medivh" was faster.
Karin only saw "Medivh's" right hand suddenly turn into a claw, then slash as though cutting through space... The surrounding air seemed to freeze into solid ice. Aegwynn was restrained, her hands and feet tightly bound, unable to move an inch!
The elderly Guardian tried to struggle and scream, but her mouth seemed sealed shut, unable to produce a single sound.
Helpless, Aegwynn was suspended in midair by Medivh.
"Hahaha!" The Astral Plane Mage laughed arrogantly. "Mother, you're like an infant before me now!"
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