The World-Ending Black Dragon Frightened Away

Who was he? Where was he? What had he been through? Having escaped the brink of death and become full of vigor again, Zul'ra was utterly bewildered. But then, a flash of insight exploded in his mind, and he had no time to think further. Deathwing was still in Orgrimmar!

At the thought of the countless civilians in Orgrimmar, as well as Tarecgosa and Anveena, Zul'ra could no longer worry about anything else. He began swimming upward with all four limbs, calling upon the water elementals. To his surprise, the water elementals around him answered his call as one, swiftly pushing him out of the deep waters.

"Neptulon." The water elementals' unanimous response brought a name to Zul'ra's mind. Neptulon, the water elemental lord known as the Tidehunter, was one of the four elemental lords born at the dawn of this world, alongside Ragnaros the Firelord, Therazane the Stonemother, and Al'Akir the Windlord. He had helped him just now.

Only with the water elemental lord's permission could the water elementals at this moment react so keenly to his summons. Zul'ra swiftly pieced everything together, then burst from the sea. Before he could even look up, a blast of scorching dragonfire poured down over his head.

That old bastard was still waiting for him up there. Drenched in blazing dragonfire, Zul'ra was left covered in soot and grime. He had no choice but to dive back underwater, rising and sinking with the currents to avoid the seawater boiled by the flames, watching the shadow above the surface circle back and forth as it gradually expanded.

Water elementals! Help me beat the hell out of that old bastard! Staring at the massive shadow on the surface, Zul'ra called upon the water elementals around him and released the true qi within his body,