With Kul Tiras at war, Rowan still sent the nation's finest experts in every discipline to the Chamber of Heart. It showed just how much importance he placed on azerite.
The Undead Scourge was merely a pawn in the Burning Legion's plan to invade Azeroth. Rowan's true goal was to stop, and ultimately destroy, the entire Burning Legion.
Guardian Medivh opened a portal to the Chamber of Heart. Saurfang followed close behind, while Archbishop Joseph entered alongside Meryl Winterstorm.
Xal'atath brought up the rear. For four thousand years, she had lived in the Surface World in human form and had long since grown accustomed to life beneath the sun.
Returning to her homeland, she looked deeply uncomfortable.
Guided by the Void Will, the minds of the Old Gods could connect with one another.
Sargeras loathed hearing his fellow Old Gods converse. Those four arrogant, stupid bastards argued every time they communicated. In the end, however, they always agreed on one thing: mocking Xal'atath's weakness and naivety before ending the chat.
Even after Aman'Thul, the All-Father, crushed Y'Shaarj to death, that vile form of communication had never been abolished.
Being the subject of the Old Gods' gossip and jokes filled Xal'atath with a hatred beyond words.
Even now, those agonizing memories still haunted Sargeras.
Power, body, and soul-Xal'atath's physical flesh had been like food laid out on a table, divided and devoured piece by piece by those bastard colleagues...
As she returned to the Underground World, the resentment in Xal'atath's heart steadily burned hotter.
She desperately wanted to destroy the world the Old Gods had woven and tear apart the lies fabricated by the Void Lords with her own hands. She would personally drain those Old Gods of every last shred of soul and power, just as the three bastards had