[Koltira is desperately confused, but perhaps he should just let Bariyan walk away. He thinks back to their excursion, to Bariyan's sincere apologies--his sudden kindness, his anxieties over Martin, etc. Had all of that been a fluke?

Of course, he recalls Bariyan warning him against going after Arthas, too.]

--is this because I disregarded your advice? I am sorry for that, but--

[he stops suddenly, gritting his teeth. Those bodiless claws are on him again, ripping, tearing, and the jaws, too, wide and hungry and so close. The rest of the sentence is strangled in his throat, and he becomes still for the next few seconds, waiting for the flash to pass.]

I am sorry, but I didn't know what else to do, not in that moment. I shall not go alone again, however, of that you can be sure.