<The blade that was known as Xal'atath rests on the ground before you. Though the consciouness that resided within the dagger s gone, it still resonates with power.
Almost as if the wapon speaks with another voice. Another purpose....
You feel a compulsion to bring this artifact to the warchief.>
<As you present the dagger to Sylvanas, a faint smile curls her lips. For the briefest moment, it seems her eyes darken. A trick of the light, no doubt.>
Once again, you have proven yourself a worthy champion, <player>. This blade is the compass that will guide us to victory.