Thrall: Jaina, what was it that Anduin left behind?
Jaina: A compass. It was a gift to his father. Varian had it with him just before...before we fought the Legion on the Broken Shore.
Jaina: I don't believe Anduin dropped it by accident. He must have wanted us to find it.
Thrall: As a sign that he hasn't been fully dominated by the Jailer's power?
Jaina: I believe it's more than that. I sense an enchantment upon the compass. Perhaps Anduin used the Light to leave us a message.
Jaina: Bolvar, will you help us examine the compass?
Bolvar: Of course, Jaina.
Bolvar: The compass is imbued with a memory.
Jaina: I sense it too. Very clever, Anduin! What did you want us to see...
Sylvanas: The battle is almost upon us.
Sylvanas: I will deal with the invading forces atop Torghast.
Sylvanas: When we reach Oribos, you will defend Zovaal while he completes the ritual.
Anduin: You mean he will compel me to defend him.
Anduin: Each time he dominates my will, I feel myself slipping further away.
Anduin: Is this what you felt when Arthas raised you, Sylvanas?
Anduin: Hollow. Empty. Everything you once were...consumed by darkness.
Sylvanas: Yes, young lion. But in the end, the sacrifices we've made will have been worth it.
Sylvanas: Once the cycle of Life and Death has been broken and remade, we will--
Anduin: By that time I'll have been lost. And so will you.
Anduin: I only hope my friends remember me how I was...
Anduin: Not what you made me to be.
