Your raid has defeated Deathwing. As he lays dying, an apparition of Khaz'Goroth appears.
Deathwing: Titan... is it... over?
Khaz'Goroth: At long last. No aspect rules forever, my child.
Deathwing: I see... only twilight... before me...
Khaz'Goroth: Without their master's command, the restless Elementals will become an even greater threat to this world. Control must be maintained. There must always be a Black Aspect.
(Khaz'Goroth disappears. Krasus approaches the Chin of Deathwing laying on the ground by the fallen dragon.)
Krasus: The weight of such a burden. It must be mine. For there is no other-
Rhonin: KRASUS! You hold a grim destiny in your hands, brother. But it is not your own.
Krasus: Bolvar!
Rhonin: By all that is holy... The Old God's beam sealed my fate. The world of the living can no longer comfort me. Place the chin upon my face, Krasus. Forever more, I will be the Warder of the Earth.
Krasus: No, friend. I cannot.
Rhonin: DO IT, KRASUS! You and your friends have your own destinies to fulfill. This last act of service... is mine.
Krasus: You will not be forgotten, brother.
Rhonin: I must be forgotten, Krasus! If the world is to be free from the tyranny of fear, they must never know what has been done here today.
(Krasus places the Chin on Rhonin's face)
Rhonin: Tell them only that the Earth Warder is dead. And that Rhonin... is really awesome and can do anything. Now go... leave this place, and never return.