Arbiter Pelagos: Sylvanas Windrunner...The time for your judgment is at hand.
Arbiter Pelagos: There can be no true justice without compassion...and I can see your deeds bear the mark of the Jailer's influence, an influence we failed to contain.
Sylvanas: The Jailer did not control me. My actions were mine alone and I accept their consequences.
Arbiter Pelagos: Then you know in your heart to whom you must answer.
Sylvanas: I submit to the judgment...of Tyrande Whisperwind.
Arbiter Pelagos: Entrusting justice to your most fervent adversary.
Arbiter Pelagos: Are there any gathered here who object to this fate?
Arbiter Pelagos: So be it.
Tyrande: What game do you play now Banshee?
Tyrande: The Sylvanas I hunted would never submit to the blade of her enemy.
Sylvanas: Death would be a merciful end, Tyrande.
Sylvanas: And I do not expect your mercy.
Tyrande: Your newfound remorse might be genuine, but it can never erase all you have done.
Tyrande: There will be no peace for you, Windrunner, until there is peace for the souls of your victims.
Tyrande: The prisoner is in my charge now.
Tyrande: Bring her!
Tyrande: Below lies the Maw.
Tyrande: An unjust fate to which you doomed so many.
Tyrande: And it will be there...that your penance begins.
Tyrande: Every Soul lost in its depths, betrayed or condemned...you should find and send forth to the Arbiter, to be judged with the compassion all souls deserve.
Tyrande: You will toil there under Dori'thur's watchful eye, scouring every darkened reach until the final soul is free, and you are all that remains.
Tyrande: This is how you shall bring renewal to your victims and my people. <Darnassian>, old friend. Watch her well.
Sylvanas: However long it takes, it shall be done.
Tyrande: <Darnassian>, old friend. Watch her well.