Here, they finally came face-to-face with the one responsible for it all-Medivh.
"Medivh, it really was you. Even now, I still can't truly believe that my best friend was the source of all this evil."
Lothar's voice made the powerful mage turn his head. "Lothar, my best friend, you've come. Look, my latest masterpiece. I believe you'll understand me, won't you?"
The magical projection showed the frenzied Orcs slaughtering Stormwind City's soldiers. Medivh's savage smile made the scene seem unbearably cruel, and Lothar grew furious.
He roared, "Medivh, do you know what you're doing? You're destroying our kingdom! Have you forgotten the oath we swore in Stormwind City? We promised Llane we would protect this kingdom alongside him.
"Stop doing this foolishness. Med, wake up! I'll never believe this is the Med I knew." The more Lothar spoke, the more sorrowful he became. His eyes were red, and tears were on the verge of falling.
The sight clearly provoked Medivh. "No, no, no, Lothar. As my good friend, why can't you understand me?
"No, no, no, I've done nothing wrong at all. You simply don't understand.
"Protect, protect, always protect. You're always telling me to protect, but why? What gives you the right? Is it just because of this damned fate?
"No, this is absolutely not my fate. I won't accept it. Ever. That's right, that's how it is. Everything is over. The world is destroyed, and I'll finally break free of this fate." The more Medivh spoke, the more agitated he grew, and the more unhinged he seemed.
After the agitated Medivh finished speaking, his demonic transformation suddenly accelerated. Thick Fel energy spilled from his body. A pair of hideous Demonic Horns even began growing from his forehead.
His face also began to change, showing clear signs of demonic