Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: I was... once like you. Mortal. Soft. Only flesh and bone. WEAK AND TIMID!
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: Our lord, Arthas, saw in me the frailty of man.
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: "Serve me in life and I will promise to rend the weakness from your soul. To erase it from existence!" To be chosen... blessed by the Lich King in such a way.
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: So serve him I did... Were it not for me the glorious dread citadel of Naxxramas may never have returned to Northrend.
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: But enough talk... You have fought hard and come from the distant reaches of this world to face the Duskbringer. I shall not disappoint...
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: Just as our lord saved me, so too shall I save you!
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: THIS WILL BE THE LAST TIME YOU UTTER THAT NAME, PALADIN! Breathe your dying breath!
Thel'zan the Duskbringer yells: Rise, my minions! Your master commands it!