Yu Lin Bloodhawk could not understand how such a smooth, silvery-white piece of metal had become an artifact. How was it supposed to attack an enemy?
He marveled inwardly. Not only did the great minds at Blizzard have wild imaginations, but Dragons apparently did too. Another thing puzzled him: a metal object this large ought to have been quite heavy, so why was Sylvanas holding it so effortlessly? Was it hollow?
Looking at the shimmering artifact, with four-colored balls of magical light flowing around its outer rim like comets, he could no longer hold back his questions. "Girl, how come you're holding it so easily? Doesn't it weigh anything? Is it hollow?"
"It's solid? But it really is light. What a strange, contradictory feeling. Look, I can hold it up with one finger." Sylvanas extended a finger, balancing the Dragon Soul on it, and held it out before the two of them.
"How bizarre!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said. "Compared to a Dragon's size, this thing would be no different from a pill, would it? How could it hurt anyone? How would you even attack with it?"
Yu Lin Bloodhawk scratched his head as he spoke. He simply could not figure it out. Just how big was Sargeras's true form? If Sargeras was enormous, how much damage could such a little thing do to him? Was it supposed to work like the potent poison Elf Rangers smeared on their arrowheads when fighting Orcs, using something small to bring down something large?
But this thing had no poison at all! If Sargeras's true form was small, less than four meters tall, then it might make sense. But Sargeras had originally been the mightiest Titan, so claiming he was small did not seem to make sense either.
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