A New Beginning

The intense flash and thunderous roar shook the entire city. Even the boundless sea beside Theramore churned with waves and tremors. Far beneath the distant ocean, Azshara jolted awake in her sleep within the Naga city of Nazjatar, utterly bewildered.

"Azshara!" An ancient being's whisper echoed in her mind. "Come to me!"

Deeper underground, Azshara's five eyes had no choice but to lower themselves before the immense, indescribable presence. "Why have you summoned me?"

Though Azshara's manner was beyond reproach before N'Zoth, she always had the urge to go up and stab it.

"Azshara, I sense a tremor in fate. All the changes are happening in Theramore. Go and find out what happened there." The Old God's voice carried an unprecedented concern, along with a fear it dared not admit.

"Yes, Master. I will find out what happened in Theramore." Azshara agreed to everything without question. Any refusal before an Old God was courting death.

"Go. I await your good news." With that, the Old God's voice vanished.

In Theramore, outside the downstairs guest room in Deren's home, a large crowd had gathered. Aegwynn pushed open the door and smiled at the many hopeful faces. "Everything is fine. Her body is simply weak as it adapts, and she has fallen asleep. She'll wake up once her body adjusts."

"That's good, that's good!" Onyxia patted her ample chest and let out a long breath. The mess she had caused had finally been resolved with one blast of her Dragonfire.

She turned around, wrapped an arm around Deren's shoulders, lowered her head, and gently bit a soft patch of flesh at the back of his neck to vent her emotions.

Deren: ...

"Oh yeah!" Chromie did a backflip and landed right on the sofa. The problem had finally been solved, and a