Onyxia had been badly wounded by a whole crowd of attackers. The two Varian Wrynns in particular, wielding ancient elven swords, had hacked great chunks of dragon meat from her body.
Shawn hefted the largest of those chunks and tossed it onto the Unfired Ancient Blade, using the dragon blood in the flesh to quench the ancient blade.
Ssssss!
The ancient blade, heated red-hot by dragonfire, cooled rapidly in the dragon blood until it was only slightly hot to the touch.
After quite a while, Shawn picked up the ancient blade again and discovered that the elven sword had undergone a complete transformation.
The once-dusty sword of the Highborne shone with a dazzling purple radiance. This dragon sword, forged jointly by ancient dragons, possessed incredible power on par with the Shadow Ripper and the Shadow Reaver.
Quel'Serrar. Unique. One-handed sword. Strength +10, stamina +10. Sword of the Highborne. Part of a set.
The epic one-handed sword's stats were unexpectedly simple, but already extremely powerful. It granted a total of 20 stat points, the highest of any equipment Shawn had ever seen. Even Treebole could not compare.
Moreover, these so-called stats were actually the Space Garrison's assessment of the equipment. They could indicate its quality, but hardly conveyed its actual effects.
Only someone who wielded this sword could understand its true power.
Besides, this sword did not stand alone. It had a sister blade named Quel'Delar.
Together, the two swords would surely unleash even greater power. Shawn looked forward to that day.
Shawn put Quel'Serrar into his Spatial Pouch, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
Still, the miserable state of Stormwind City's royal palace really did not lend itself to celebration.
The poor royal palace of Stormwind City had been destroyed yet again!
Looking at the shattered walls