Anduin cuts himself off, as Wrathion flinches away from him. Forces himself to take a step back, take in a breath, trying to calm his heartbeat and his actions, watching his companion guarding himself against him and feeling all the more wretched for it as he does.
N'Zoth's twisted visions. The truth of it is like a blow to the stomach and it leaves Anduin himself feeling... Unmoored. Wrathion has never spoken of such things -- well of course he wouldn't, they are still so fresh in his mind. The idea that the loss of Stormwind, his loss, could factor so importantly to Wrathion's experience... If so, then why?
Why does Wrathion not see it for himself?
"Must I suffer through my own Old God's nightmare before you understand that I cannot lose you either?" Anduin asks, in return.
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N'Zoth's twisted visions. The truth of it is like a blow to the stomach and it leaves Anduin himself feeling... Unmoored. Wrathion has never spoken of such things -- well of course he wouldn't, they are still so fresh in his mind. The idea that the loss of Stormwind, his loss, could factor so importantly to Wrathion's experience... If so, then why?
Why does Wrathion not see it for himself?
"Must I suffer through my own Old God's nightmare before you understand that I cannot lose you either?" Anduin asks, in return.