I wasn't disappointed. When I arrived I saw something that'll forever be etched into my gaming memory; a hundred foot tall demon stomping around the streets of our fair city, killing everyone who tried to stop it. Nothing would end his rampage save the grace of god. The city guards couldn't even touch him, he just wouldn't die. The priests prayed and shook their Benediction at him, the hunters took out Rhok'delar and let fly the arrows of justice, and then even the server's top warrior came with the legendary Thunderfury. I stood in awe of the warrior, wielding such a powerful weapon, causing blasts of nature damage with his hits. I wanted that sword, and I wanted to be him. But in the end even he succumbed to the inevitable fate that waited for us all that day, Kazzak would not be tamed.
Just as the dead spirits were getting restless, a great booming voice was heard across the city. "One second," said this mystic. Where did it come from? My eyebrows raised and my head cocked, this wasn't something I'd seen in a game before. Was our encounter with the demon lord about to end?