Azeroth's Greatest Beauty

Azshara had truly come.

A large deck behind the flagship, the Zul, had been cleared.

Tonatiuh stood there.

Nationshatter rested at his side. All around was dim and lightless; even Elune was gradually setting, while the sun had yet to rise.

It was the darkest hour of the night, just before dawn.

Tonatiuh stood there in a brand-new suit of gold-adorned battle armor. His mighty, imposing frame stood over four meters tall, his granite-like muscles as perfect as though a god had carved them by hand. A volcano of power rose from his noble form, and merely standing there was enough to inspire awe in any observer.

Lady Vashj and Aisha had not come out. They were resting in Tonatiuh's room. As Lady Vashj had put it, "The one His Majesty wishes to see is you, not us."

Tonatiuh had come.

He waited for Azshara's arrival.

The Naga Queen did not keep him waiting long. Not long after Tonatiuh appeared on the cleared deck, the air before him warped.

Azshara emerged from within it.

What sort of creature was that? A being with the upper body of a woman and a lower body no different from an octopus, even her hair resembling octopus tentacles, stepped out of the swirling air.

The God-King could not help feeling disappointed.

The Azshara he wanted to see was the legendary greatest beauty in Azeroth. Not this Naga Queen before him, no different from the one in the game!

That was right. The Azshara standing before Tonatiuh was the Naga Queen Azshara from the game, not the evolved Azshara with a human upper body.

"You seem very disappointed." A hoarse, cold voice came from the Naga Queen's tiny mouth, filled with sharp teeth.

"I had thought I would see Azeroth's greatest beauty. I never expected