Tyrande the Reckless Woman and Her Two Useless Men's Journey Through the Sea of Stars
Illidan had no idea what terrifying chaos his disappearance had brought to the Twisting Nether.
But he could certainly guess, and perhaps even welcomed such chaos.
Though the destructive force born from it would hasten Sargeras's "birth," as the bearer of one of the Three Aspects of Destruction, any strengthening of the concept of destruction would grant Illidan a "gift" as well.
Though the Star Hunter had yet to fully understand the concept of power he wielded, nor had he entirely clarified the path he should take, and still needed time to "settle," Brother Egg welcomed any power bestowed by the ripples stirred in the concept of destruction.
On one hand, he needed that power to temper his Divine Vessel so that it could bear the ascension of a Lesser God.
On the other hand, there was a very simple reason: he needed that power to protect himself.
The ambush had come without warning. To give his companions a chance to break through and withdraw, Illidan had chosen to leave alone when several fel hunter ships were on the verge of destruction. That had indeed drawn away most of the forces hunting him, but it had also trapped him in a desperate situation.
Illidan was currently hiding amid the wreckage of a shattered fel celestial body.
This place had once belonged to a powerful demon royal court, but a brutal internal conflict had taken place not long ago. A demon fleet from a fel bandit gang had replenished its supplies here, and the destroyed demon royal court had provided them with additional combatants and all manner of resources.
Those wandering bandit gangs that had not chosen to submit to any concept of destruction had long