The enormous gap in strength left Illidan with no option but to sit in the Black Temple and wait. Kil'jaeden had confidence in his own strength. Although Illidan harbored thoughts of rebellion, he lacked the strength to match them. Killing Illidan would be child's play for Kil'jaeden.
Kil'jaeden also knew about what had happened at the Frozen Throne. Illidan had led the Naga and Blood Elves to Northrend and done everything he could. Even if Kil'jaeden held him responsible, at most he would simply kill Illidan, but that would still do nothing to change the situation.
In Kil'jaeden's eyes, Illidan was still a somewhat useful pawn. Left where he was, he might prove useful someday.
After a long while, Illidan finally said slowly, "The Kingdom of Quel'Thalas really is fortunate." The glow of the runes on his body gradually faded, and he returned to his usual silence.
When Patrick spoke of Archimonde's death, Illidan had already made his decision. In terms of strength, Archimonde had reached the level of a false god. In terms of actual combat power, even all the demigods on Azeroth combined were no match for him.
As powerful as Archimonde was, he was an Eredar wizard, a demon who specialized in magic, yet he could defeat Malorne through brute force. He was pitting his own weakness against his enemy's strength, yet he could still win with ease. The enormous gap in strength between a demigod and a false god completely made up for Archimonde's shortcomings in physical strength. There was no reason Kil'jaeden, who was at the same level, could not do the same.
Yet Archimonde had died in the explosion of the World Tree. This undoubtedly pointed out a path to everyone: those mighty false gods could die, too.
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