It was a wonder for the ages. Holy light enveloped the entire sky above Ironforge, its golden radiance draping the city's snow and ice in a sacred mantle.
Anyone who called Ironforge a holy city now would have found plenty of agreement.
Many dwarves witnessed the sight, and soon more emerged from underground. They gazed upward, murmuring prayers. Quite a few prayed to the holy light; the dwarves were also a race that believed in it, with many paladins among their ranks.
As Rex watched the phenomenon in the sky, another change occurred. A fiery red began spreading through the pure, golden holy light. It was weaker than the golden radiance, and the two powers struggled against each other. Unwilling to be suppressed, the fiery power fought desperately to drive the golden holy light away.
Unfortunately, its efforts were futile. Against the overwhelming golden holy light shining down, the red flames retreated steadily. Just as they were about to be driven out entirely, they erupted one last time, suddenly surging upward from below like a wave.
In the blink of an eye, the dazzling red flames completely enveloped the holy light.
Yes, enveloped it. The red radiance was clearly only an outer layer; the golden holy light within remained entirely unaffected.
An intense radiance burst forth. The dazzling light made everyone instinctively narrow their eyes, and when they opened them again-
The fiery red in the sky had vanished, leaving a sea of gold. Yet unlike the holy light from before, this golden radiance came from dancing flames.
The pillar of holy light had disappeared. Clusters of golden flames filled the sky, dancing, burning, stirring.
Golden flames-this was holy fire. Watching the sight, Rex could no longer hide his delight. The appearance of holy fire was something that had existed