Wi'thas, a figure known by numerous names in the realm, held a reputation that resonated across the magical landscape. Revered as a high-level being, tales whispered of powers akin to those of gods, a belief embraced by many in the realm.
Wi'thas, akin to the ominous presence of a demon in the wizarding world, exuded an air of dark charisma and a penchant for dramatic articulation. His voice, a haunting murmur that carried with it the weight of centuries, resonated through the maze, each word dripping with a venomous allure.
As Jaegar, undeterred yet increasingly frustrated, launched another magical assault, Wi'thas, with a sardonic smile, spoke in a tone that sent shivers down the spine, reminiscent of chilling articulation.
