May Man and Machine be forgiven for their sins. Bless all forms of intelligence.
There was no dishonor in your defeat, you poor, dumb man. You fought that which should not exist in this world, or any world.
— Abbey, Gnoph
Illidan: You have won...Maiev. But the huntress...is nothing without the hunt. You...are nothing...without me.
Maiev: He's right. I feel nothing. I am nothing. Farewell, champions.