If the Dragon Soul burst through this chamber, the vast primordial power of the four Dragon Aspects would surely leak out. If that energy escaped, the rulers of those four dragonflights, who remained closely connected to it, would immediately detect the primordial power that had once belonged to them. Perhaps even the Black Dragon King Neltharion would come with them.
If that happened, Quel'Thalas would become a battlefield for all five dragonflights. No matter who won or lost, all of Quel'Thalas would end up in ruins.
For the first time, Yu Lin Bloodhawk regretted stealing back the Dragon Soul. For the first time, he felt a fear that cut deep into his bones. With every inch the Dragon Soul drew closer to the chamber walls, his fear and regret grew.
As he watched the Dragon Soul draw steadily closer to the walls, Yu Lin Bloodhawk's heart rose into his throat.
At last, when the Dragon Soul was only twenty centimeters from the chamber walls, it stopped expanding.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk let out a long breath. All his strength seemed to drain away at once, and he collapsed helplessly onto the floor.
With difficulty, Yu Lin Bloodhawk turned his head to look at Alleria and Sylvanas. Neither of them was doing much better. Both were pale, their eyes filled with something close to boundless terror. Still, they were slightly better off than Yu Lin Bloodhawk-at least they were still standing.
"That was far too close!" Alleria said, still shaken as she gazed at the Dragon Soul and the surging energy it radiated.
"It really is an artifact!" Sylvanas said in alarm. There was little delight in her voice; instead, it held far more dread.
"I need to rest! Controlling it was exhausting!" Alleria said.
"So do I!" Sylvanas sat down on