Varian's Transformation

"That's it! That's the look! Varian, do you know? It was that look of yours that captured me, that made me fall for you and lose myself in you!"

Seeing Lo'Gosh's expression, Onyxia's eyes shone even brighter. She cried out in delight, like a child who'd just been rewarded. But her excited movements made Lo'Gosh and Varian break out in a cold sweat. After all, Onyxia was holding their child in her arms. It was only natural for them to panic when they were worried about the baby.

Unlike the other two, Regar was concerned too, but he wasn't about to let an opportunity slip by. The moment he saw Onyxia lose focus, he charged. With Nefarian's flames gone, Brol was free to act. Seeing Regar charge in, Brol had no choice but to cast a speed-boosting mark on him, making his somewhat clumsy movements a little swifter.

Still, even with Brol's help, Regar was no match for a black dragon, even if she wasn't in her dragon form.

Regar rushed behind Onyxia and reached for Anduin, whom she held in her arms. But Onyxia suddenly turned around. The calm yet faintly deranged look in her eyes made Regar forget what he was doing. He froze in place, then felt a sharp pain in his abdomen—and promptly blacked out.

Onyxia took Regar down with a kick and a punch, and Brol caught him. Lo'Gosh and Varian exchanged a glance, knowing they couldn't hesitate any longer. One gripped Sarathor, the other Elemain, and they charged Onyxia from either side.

"Hahahahaha! Varian, Varian, Varian! I love how decisive you are! How brave! But I can't stand your hesitation. So when Father asked me to split you apart, I hesitated for a moment—just a moment—then agreed without another thought. Look at you now,