Chapter 513: World of Sky 2.0—Cataclysm Era

Northrend—Icecrown Glacier—Frozen Throne

The biting cold wind made this gigantic peak, formed of frigid glaciers and frozen rocks, exceptionally desolate.

The howling snowstorm froze everything in sight, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness.

Yet, atop this mountain peak, on a throne made of ice, within a massive ice coffin, an invisible yet intense battle of souls was underway.

Through the layers of ice, one could see a young Prince wearing the Crown of Domination sitting serenely, calm like a King, but deep within his mind, a war raged on.

"Varian, you are the pride of Stormwind City, and my pride as well, Llane. One day you will be crowned and become the Guardian of the Kingdom of Stormwind!"

"Gul'dan, get out of my clan, you scum are not worthy to be a Shaman."

"Varian, fight for the glory of the Alliance, muster your courage and never surrender."

"Gul'dan, you've lost. Leave your head behind, or crawl out like a dog."