Besides, the four Dragon Aspects were not even the most terrifying threat. That was Neltharion, the Black Dragon King, whose power surpassed them all. His strength could turn farmland into seas and seas into farmland. For Neltharion, reshaping the world took only an instant. After all, he was the mightiest of them all, the Earth-Warder!
If he wished, he could utterly transform every place he flew over. It would hardly be difficult, and the tiny Kingdom of Quel'Thalas could never withstand his rampage.
Sylvanas turned and stared blankly at Yu Lin Bloodhawk.
"Think about it, Sylvanas. Think about Neltharion the Earth-Warder! Think about what happened to the Orcs in Grim Batol when we stole the Dragon Soul!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said softly. His voice was so quiet that he seemed afraid of startling something if he spoke any louder.
Who knew what Sylvanas was thinking? After a while, she slowly lowered her arm and said dejectedly, "But I can't accept it!"
Yu Lin Bloodhawk relaxed. "There's no need to care so much about a man who's about to die!"
"A man who's about to die?" Sylvanas looked at him in confusion.
"It's true. He doesn't have much longer to live. Soon, he'll go looking for the Tomb of Sargeras, but he'll die there!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said.
"Really?" Sylvanas asked.
"Really! Purer truth than eighteen-karat gold!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said earnestly.
Sylvanas closed her eyes and tilted her face toward the sky, her long, distinctly elven eyebrows trembling. A moment later, Yu Lin Bloodhawk saw two trails of tears running from her tightly shut eyes.
"Did a lot of civilians die?" The sight tugged at Yu Lin Bloodhawk's heart.
"Yes. Quite a few civilians died, at the very least," Sylvanas said sorrowfully.
For the next day or two, Sylvanas barely