Tydrande? It is your voice, After all this ages spent in darkness, your voice is like the pure light of moon upon my mind
Because I once care for you, Tyrande. I'll hunt down the demons. But I'll never owe our people anything
Betrayer... in truth, it was I whos was betrayed! Still I'am hunted... Still I'am hated! Now my blind eyes see what others can not! At sometimes, the hand of fate must be forced!