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"Now," Medivh continued. "For your information. Even after all this time I remain connected to the Dark Portal." Anduin stopped moving and listened intently. That accursed portal had brought doom over Azeroth and Stormwind in particular numerous times. "I don't know what exactly is happening but... we are once more connected to the Draenor of the other timeline. I feel no rising darkness from the other side, however, only... blinding Light."
Anduin furrowed his eyebrows. "I have learned that the Light can be its own oppressive force if left unbalanced..." he mumbled, then resumed moving his hips. He was already planning to visit Fortress Nethergarde, so he may as well investigate this warning. "I will see what is happening in that realm."
"Do this, High King," Medivh nodded approvingly, then cleared his throat and continued in a much more casual manner. "Well, as long as I remain as one, I will see if I can't pull some old tricks to see if incorporeal copulation isn't a thing that can occur after all. No need to keep the unlive of my perished guests boring."
Anduin wasn't quite sure if he approved of that, but the Last Guardian had already teleported away before he could say anything else.
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