Nightmare

There's too many of them, Yevaa. I can't hold them off much longer - you've gotta hurry with that ritual. Die, you frickin' ball of ooze! C'mon, Kinna, keep fighting, gotta hold'em, gotta, gotta, gotta, AIYEEEEEE!

Wha? Thrall? The Maelstrom? How? How did I....?

"I bring you back from the brink of death, Kinnavieve. We are in need of your aid!"

Wow. Thrall. Ratters always admired him, his vision. Just standing here with him, I can begin to see why. So strong, so bold. And, well, he saved my life. Alright, Warchief, um, I mean, shaman. What do you need me do? Just point me where you want me, and I'll get the job done.

"There's no time! Deathwing struck before we could form against him. If you do not stop him, the Earthen Ring will end this day!"

Wait, what? Deathwing? No, wait, there must be some mistake. I'm not prepared. I'm not ready. I- I- I-

"NOBUNDO! NOOO!"

Light preserve me, I can't. Can't do anything. So scared. So scared. Gotta do something. Thrall, help me. Protect me. Save me.

"You wil die this day, Earthwarder! Kinnavieve will see to it!"


Why aren't you listening to me? I told you, I can't! He's too big. I'm too scared. I shouldn't be here. I'm not ready. Please - I just want to go home.

"Aggra... this can't be... this has gone too far..."

I'm sorry. I know you're counting on me, but I can't. I can't fight him. He's too big, and I'm too small, too weak. Please. I don't want to be here.

"Do something, you useless human. My allies are giving their lives for you!"

I'm sorry. It's all my fault. So scared. So weak. I can't. Can't beat him, can't fight. He'd just kill me too, don't you see?

"Muln falls! And the Earthen Ring dies with him."

Please. Make it stop. Somebody make it stop. Let me go, Thrall. Please, let me go home.

"You've failed us all, Kinnavieve. Deathwing has won. The world is doomed."

Sorry. So sorry. My fault. Too weak. I just can't. All my fault. So sorry, so sorry. Please. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm not ready. So scared.


He's coming for us now. Going to burn me again. No, please no. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Too weak, too small, useless, worthless, all dead, fire, burn, please, I'm sorry, no, please, my fault, I'm sorry, no, want to go home, I'm sorry, too weak my fault I'm sorry no no fire please no sorry can't home fault no please weak sorry burn can't pain no sorry weak fire no sorry stop sorry can't sorry weak sorry fire sorry stop sorry please sorry weak sorry fault sorry please sorry no no no no please no no no no no no

 NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"We're surrounded! Its defenses are too great. Kinnavieve! Wake up!"

Wha? Huh? Yevaa? Where? Still inside the Maw? Oozes and tentacles and acid? All right, this I can handle. Diddle with my brain, will you, you monster? Well, I'm back in my own head now and I'm a-gonna frickin' diddle your brain. With. My. Axe.