Old Friend
A chaotic yet incredibly melodious roar of dragon cheers filled the frigid air. Now, the Nexus had gathered three Guardian Dragons. Alexstrasza, having transformed back into her Elf form, arrived amidst a throng of her people at a portal that spun like a vortex. On the other side of the portal lay the Eye of Eternity. The Queen of Dragons passed through the portal, now standing beneath a night sky.
The Eye of Eternity is a completely separate space, where a floating blue magical platform once stood. The former Arcanist Malygos, rested and contemplated here. And it was here that Malygos fought his final battle.
Now, the platform is gone, or rather, the complete platform is gone. Malygos has fallen, and the magical platform was blasted into scattered fragments by the elder with the power of the Prism of Focus during the final battle of the Nexus War.
However, the wonder of the Eye of Eternity still exists, with magical runes swirling and dancing here like gently drifting snowflakes.
Although this place inevitably evokes memories of the terrible moment when the Arcanist fell for Alexstrasza, it is, after all, the most mysterious and secluded place in the entire the Nexus. Here, the conversations between the Guardian Dragons cannot be overheard.
"I can hear the cheers outside, sister. Your return has undoubtedly brought us great hope," Ysera said joyfully, standing on a fragment of a platform. She and Kalecgos remained in mortal form, Alexstrasza was pleased that they greeted her in this more ordinary way.
"I... have been tempered," said the Life-Binder, revealing the truth about Krasus to the two before her. As she expected, surprise appeared on the faces of both the blue and green dragons, but soon they both wore smiles of relief.
"I also want to Quel'Thalas the Regent of Quel'Thalas and her child," Alexstrasza continued. "The Blood Elf elves have suffered from the pain inflicted by the Red Dragon, but their leader has been willing to help me out of this predicament."
Kalecgos didn't say much; he guessed Alexstrasza had already guessed that Alleria's true motive for all this was for her child. The Arcanist and Ysera exchanged a glance, then looked at the Queen of Dragons who smiled at them. "I feel sorry for Krasus, but it was because of his sacrifice that the enemy's plot was thwarted. He is undoubtedly... the finest of all Dragons."
"Thank you, Kalecgos," Alexstrasza said. Her voice no longer held any despair. "I also grieve for Arygos."
A look of worry crossed Kalecgos's brow. "You know?" he asked Alexstrasza in a low voice.
The Life-Binder nodded, and from the blue dragon's tone, she knew that Kalecgos hadn't revealed Arygos's whereabouts. If the other Dragons knew how Chromatus had been resurrected, the morale of the Blue Dragonflight would suffer another blow. "Yes, it was Tethys told me everything. He was undoubtedly manipulated, driven mad like his father."
"He lost his mind when he made a deal with Deathwing," Kalecgos said calmly but angrily.
"That's all in the past, it's over," Ysera said. "Our priority now is to defeat Chromatus."
Kalecgos saw two Guardians far more senior than himself standing before him and forced a smile, but his heart was clearly filled with worry. "You're right, but... I can hardly have any more hope."
The Arcanist began to explain in detail the outcome of her first encounter with Chromatus, and the two female guardians listened, their faces gradually turning pale.
"We don't need the Twilight's Hammer or the Twilight Dragonflight; Chromatus alone is enough to deal with us. The last time I fought it, it wasn't ready because it had just come back to life. But now..." Kalecgos's voice trailed off.
"You are not alone this time, Kalecgos," Alexstrasza comforted him. "The three Dragon Guardians are united. One Guardian may not be able to defeat Chromatus, but what about three? I do not believe that a single dragon can stand against us, no matter how powerful he may be!"
The Queen of Dragons's confidence seemed to unsettle Kalecgos. He had seen Chromatus and witnessed the monster's abilities. If he were back to his peak and could freely wield the powers of the five dragons... He shook his head, reminding him, "Strictly speaking, it should be a five-headed dragon. It has five heads. And it was created specifically to fight the Guardian Dragons. Twilight Father said it would wipe us all out."
"Wishful thinking!" The Life-Binder straightened his back, his Elf face radiating determination and courage. "We have thwarted Deathwing's plans time and again. No matter how evil those plans are, no matter how difficult the road ahead, justice will always prevail in the end."
"The Twilight Judgment haven't changed," Malygos said to Nathanos, who was still engrossed in his work at his desk.
The Witherer dabbed the ink with his quill pen and continued to refine his magical formulas and matrix diagrams. To the Infinite Dragonlord's words, he replied casually, "We only destroyed one Chromatus, how can that turn the tide?"
Deathwing.
Malygos shuddered, a feeling of terror gripping his throat. Nathanos had succinctly expressed the deepest, most terrifying darkness within him.
It's not shameful to be afraid of Deathwing; any rational person would be afraid of him. Malygos slowly lowered his head, a question he wanted to voice, but one that made him hesitant to speak.
"Don't you want to ask me how to destroy Deathwing?" Nathanos couldn't help but ask when he saw that Nathanos hadn't spoken.
"You have a way?" Malygos grasped at a straw. Indeed, the five Guardian Dragons, who, like him, had received the Titans's blessing, were probably the ones who knew Deathwing best. If even they didn't know how to defeat Deathwing, how could mortals possibly know?
"I've just finished my current work and am planning to work out the next steps."
"What plan?"
"I'm going to Dalaran."
Malygos some surprise, "To implement the plan you mentioned?"
The Witherer looked slightly puzzled and thought for a moment. "Not entirely. Actually, I want to visit an old friend. You can come with me. That old friend knows the way to defeat Deathwing."