Icecrown Citadel (17)
No one could withstand such an attack. The instant Sindragosa landed, Nathanos decisively retreated, using the impact of the dragon's slam into the ground to create as much distance as possible.
Once she had a firm footing, Sindragosa's body occupied a third of the usable space, and that was only the ground area. If she were to fly into the air...
"You dare to show up here alone, intruder." Sindragosa noticed that there was only one figure in front of him and couldn't help but admire the other's courage.
Nathanos shrugged nonchalantly and replied casually, "Aren't you alone? Besides, I alone can wipe you out of the family line."
A deafening roar erupted from the Frost Queen's fleshless throat, as if the words "extinction of her offspring" had touched a raw nerve. Nathanos shielded his face with his hands, protecting himself from the biting wind. He inadvertently caught sight of the scattered fragments of young dragon bones on the ground.
'These baby dragons were also resurrected. With so many of them, were they massacred?'
Before the Witherer could even process what was happening, the wind blowing on his face suddenly began to flow in the opposite direction. Sindragosa was gathering strength for a surprise attack, and the surrounding air currents were being sucked into her mouth.
'With Shadowmourne, resisting ice-attribute attacks isn't a problem, but...'
Although many Frost Wyrm had been seen wielding frost breath, none could match Sindragosa's power. A deep blue frost breath erupted, interspersed with specks of purple light, and most unexpectedly, it covered the entire area. Nathanos gripped Shadowmourne tightly, using the weapon's power to erect a barrier.
'Just as I thought!' Nathanos inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. The barrier wouldn't suffer much damage from a magical attack, but Sindragosa's breath was clearly not just frost, but also Arcane. The Arcane power contained in the breath crackled and exploded on the barrier Nathanos had created, but thankfully, the attack stopped just as it was about to give way.
Nathanos frowned. He had already discovered from the previous collision that all of the dragon's attacks were imbued with Arcane Magic, and that it wasn't some added special effect, but something it was born with.
This is simply extraordinary talent!
The battle reports from Naxxramas indicate that the Sapphiron Meryl encountered was also powerful, capable of wielding deadly frost magic, but lacking any Arcane power. Sindragosa led Nathanos to question her identity.
"You seem to still care about your cubs, but they're all dead!" Nathanos tried to provoke the Frost Queen, attempting to uncover the truth. "They died a long time ago, it's pitiful, they were so weak, still minors. And you, were you patrolling to protect them?"
"No!" Sindragosa's voice seemed to carry endless hatred, a hatred that would never fade. "They died because of this world, because of lies and deception, and because of abandonment!"
When she uttered the last four words, her tone became much more sorrowful; hatred had turned into pain. The Witherer realized she was talking about himself.
"You say you were abandoned?" He shook his head. "No, at least you died alongside them. You should have done everything in your power to protect them, but you failed..." Nathanos's voice suddenly faltered. Yes, Sindragosa indeed dead, but she was powerful. What kind of power could have defeated her? And so many blue dragons?
"It seems you've encountered a formidable enemy, but I doubt it was the Scourge. I witnessed the Lich King resurrect you; when you burst forth from the icy depths, your body was devoid of flesh and blood. You must have been dead for many years. So who caused your demise?"
"It doesn't matter anymore!" Sindragosa raised a hand and slammed it to the ground. "When I died, all that remained was the desire for revenge, Lich King has given me this opportunity."
"You want revenge on this world!"
"That's right, all I want is destruction."
Nathanos scoffed dismissively, saying sarcastically, "The Dragons pride themselves on being the guardians of this world, yet Deathwing and Malygos, the Blue Dragon Aspect, nearly destroyed it. You have truly failed the Titans' expectations."
Not long ago, Dalaran's prison was attacked by blue dragons, and afterwards, Malygos attempted to reclaim all the magic of Azeroth from his lairs. According to adventurers who participated in defeating the Magic King, the Arcane Torrent of the Nexus was powerful enough to destroy Azeroth ten times over. The Witherer's casual mention of the Aspect of Magic Malygos completely enraged Sindragosa.
"Shut up! How dare you mention those two guys' names in front of me."
"Ha! I see, I understand now," Nathanos said. "You were so afraid of Deathwing, it seems the Worldbreaker killed you." He thought for a moment, realizing that no dragon seemed unafraid of that creature. "You also mentioned betrayal before, could it be Malygos?"
"He led us to hunt down the traitorous Earth-Warder!" Sindragosa said, lunging towards Nathanos. Knowing he could no longer retreat, the Witherer slid beneath the Frost Queen's body. As he moved, he saw a massive gash in Sindragosa's chest, as if pierced by some terrifying beam of energy.
"All the blue dragons have gone!" Sindragosa didn't turn around; she raised her tail high and then slammed it down. Nathanos dodged desperately, narrowly escaping being hit. "Before the Demon Soul, we are weak and fragile."
"The Demon Soul! Is it the War of the Ancients?" Nathanos recalled his experience of time travel. In the final battle, apart from the traitorous Black Dragonflight, the Blue Dragonflight did not appear. Could it be that they had already encountered Deathwing before that?
"I was blasted away by the Titans's power and ended up here. With my wings broken, I could no longer fly and crashed headfirst onto the frozen ground of Icecrown Glacier. I am blind and on the verge of death."
A blizzard imbued with Arcane energy descended upon the Witherer, its magical properties altered and beyond its control. Nathanos once again cast the Barrier, simultaneously Innervate the sinister form of Shadowmourne, in which he could control all the surrounding corpses. Nathanos awakened the fallen dragon whelps, commanding them to attack the Frost Queen.
"I struggled desperately toward Dragonblight, for that is where Dragons rest," Sindragosa continued her story. "I gathered all the remaining strength within me and called upon Malygos, the Lord of Magic, for help, but all I received in return was the howling of the biting wind. He abandoned me, abandoned his mate."