world of warcraft, Visualize Prince Arthas standing in front of the gates of Stratholme, clad in his shining silver and gold armor, his expression cold and determined. His legendary sword, Frostmourne, glows faintly in his hand, reflecting the darkening sky overhead. Before him, frightened citizens and city guards plead for mercy, but his gaze is fixed on the task ahead—purging the city of the infected. The cobbled streets of Stratholme stretch before him, with buildings aflame in the distance as the culling begins. His soldiers, battle- ready, wait behind him, their faces set with grim determination
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