Growing impatient and bored Azerus starts playing with his magic. 
First the soft glow of light appears in his hands, then a white flame, it slowly simmers and becomes brighter. It arcs with blue flashes as it becomes more erratic, changing into lightning. A wicked smile flashes across his face. 
Azerus lets this electricity run up his arms to his shoulders, he eagerly looks around the guild for somewhere or someone to direct his energy towards.