Sylvanas had imagined many ways Ye Ting might take them to the Isle of Quel'Danas—some kind of spatial magic, magical items like a flying carpet, or simply a levitation spell.
But she had never imagined that she would actually be "riding" on this man's back as they flew to the Isle of Quel'Danas.
Yes, riding on his back.
If she had not witnessed his transformation with her own eyes, Sylvanas would never have mistaken the enormous, graceful creature before her for the human mage she knew—he was clearly a Dragon.
"If I hadn't met Lady Onyxia, I might really have taken you for a Dragon wandering the mortal world for amusement."
Seated between the spines at the back of Ye Ting's neck, the ranger general still looked at him with mixed feelings.
As one of the High Elves' foremost military officers, Sylvanas knew a little about the legendary Dragonflight. Among those legends was the tale of Dragons assuming mortal forms and living among mortal races. I'm talking about you, Krasus!
Come to think of it, Ye Ting's strength, handsome appearance, and vast knowledge all closely matched the legends of Dragons disguised as mortals. If not for the irrefutable proof, she might truly have regarded Ye Ting as a Dragon.
After all, this was the first time she had ever seen a human who could transform into a Dragon.
Fortunately, Sylvanas knew Onyxia, Ye Ting's "dragon maid," and had some understanding of Ye Ting's experiences in Grim Batol. Even the Dragons themselves had not claimed that Ye Ting was one of their kind, so his identity as a human was obvious.
Ye Ting could only feel helpless at the conflicted thoughts of the elven girls on his back.
"...Since your High Elves descended from the Night Elves, you must know about