The Legion is defeated. Its master, imprisoned.
But in his final spiteful act, Sargeras may have doomed us all. Our world is wounded, champion. Its life essence seeps out into the sands just as Magni foresaw.
This mere drop of Argus' blood surges with incredible power, the might of a titan. (Relates to turning in the Il sangue di un Titano
if the blood of Azeroth also proves to be a source of such strength, those who seek to rule this world will stop at nothing to possess it. The days ahead may be dark indeed.
For now, go to Silithus, gaze upon the wound in the world with your own eyes. We will find a way to save Azeroth, I know it.