"What do you want me to do?" Koltira said. He asked this question so often here. What do you want from me? To this day, to this very moment, he didn't know what anyone expected. Not Blue, not Chloe, not Bariyan. He had to stand against Arthas; the Ebon Blade's drive for revenge was fundamental to him, and it was deepened, intensified, by all the wrongs he remembered from the City.

"I can't let ... " Koltira broke eye contact, glaring down at the pavement. "He attacked you because of me. I cannot let that happen again. Not you, nor to anyone else here."