"Don't you already know the reason why I'm here?" Thermaplugg was relieved. Although this force of nature wouldn't kill him, it was constantly eroding away at his energy.
"Yes, I saw the ring," Zaetar answered, instantly understanding.
"That child – he took the ring. It seems like you don't have a chance anymore," Thermaplugg said as he sniffed the cup in front of him and carefully took a sip.
"I don't have a chance, but neither does he," Zaetar retorted angrily.
The Supreme Ring!
In order to stop Illidan from obtaining the ring, he even tempted him to focus on magic. The two brothers fought for so long, but the ring had fallen into the hands of a nameless little ant. Zaetar thought that he would be angry and upset, but he actually didn't feel much of anything.
He just told himself that anyone would be ok, as long as it wasn't Remulos.
