As the first undead to be successfully transformed, Memphis-Shadow would have his name recorded in history.
"Ah..." Memphis-Shadow drew deep breaths of air, tears welling in his eyes. Unable to shed tears for decades, he could not control his emotions either.
"Don't start crying just yet." Patrick dissolved the fel plague he had extracted, bringing Memphis back to reality. "Stand up and take a few steps. Move your body around."
Only then did Memphis emerge from his wild joy and come to his senses. He simply tore his trousers apart as well. His entire body had regained its normal skin tone. He reached out and pinched his flesh hard, and the long-absent sensation of pain immediately reached his brain.
This body was alive, and it had returned to the way it had been before. Even his physique had remained perfectly intact.
As for Sylvanas and Darion, their hearts were already surging. With resurrection before their eyes, the power of an Ebon Blade lord and the status of the Avengers Queen meant nothing at all.
Darion was the first to act. He removed his glove to reveal his gray-black hand, trembling as he pinched Memphis-Shadow twice. Then he confirmed that this truly was living vitality, anticipation all but spilling from his eyes.
Then Sylvanas took off the Helm of Domination outright and stared straight at Patrick. The meaning in her gaze was clear: Fuck being the Undead Queen. Fuck being the Avengers Queen. I want to become a high elf again.
"It looks like it was a success." Patrick looked at everyone. "Make your preparations. Arrange the order of resurrection yourselves. I'll hold the resurrection ritual in Quelrins City."
"Make yourselves at home."
Once word spread that Quel'Thalas could resurrect the undead, all of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas erupted in an