(World of Warcraft 3) That Little Incident of Self-Destruction

"I honestly don't know why you, a Wraith, are always the first one to go down on the battlefield. Is your terrain skill just for show? You're the biggest challenge of my entire career." "Now I finally understand what it means to try and prop up a pile of mud. The last time I felt like finding someone to cry on, shoulder to shoulder, was seven or eight years ago, after I got into a car accident." "When I first started teaching you to PvP, I thought, 'Just imagine getting run over by a bicycle. Bear with it.' A few days later, I thought it was a truck. Now I think it's a high-speed train." "Please let me go, I'm begging you. You can't treat me like this... It's too cruel. If you hate me, just say so. I won't blame you." "You can at least roll your face across the keyboard, right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Is that really so hard?" "Yes." "Enough talk. Take off your gear. The sooner you die, the sooner you're reborn." "The world is vast and full of mountains and rivers. Could you please stop killing me?" "No. I'm broke. I'll kill you and claim the bounty. You're paying for my wedding." "You son of a...!"