patiently waited for her. “Jaina usually runs a little late.”No soonerhad the words left his lips than he heard a distant bellow and thebarely decipherablewords, “Me SMASH!”Like a panther dozing in the sunonly to waken instantly alert, Arthas sprang to attention, hammerinhand. He started down the road, to see a slender, feminine shape racingtoward him as she crestedthe hill into his vision. Behind her loomedwhat he knew to be an elemental—a swirling blob of aqua-colored water,with a crude head... Continuar leyendo