Twilight Dragon

I'm doomed.

That's what Afrasastrasz was thinking. He had scales for defense and flames to retaliate, but he had already made this decision because the Twilight Dragon wasn't trying to attack him. Afrasastrasz saw the swollen, chaotic energy emanating from its body; it was using him as a bomb. Behind the Red Dragon were the Guardian Dragons.

Now that one Twilight Dragon is planning to launch an attack by self-destructing, there will definitely be a second, a third... or even more.

Afrasastrasz closed his eyes; he had decided to use his body to block the Twilight Dragon.

The light in front of me disappeared.

Darkness occupied his vision and, in doing so, it also occupied him.

Darkness enveloped him.

But the death he awaited did not come. Afrasastrasz quickly opened his eyes, staring in horror at what was happening before him. The Twilight Dragon was inches away, yet he was immobilized, frozen in mid-air. Afrasastrasz's first thought was that his Bronze Dragon friends had helped him. He searched for Chromie —he thought she was the most likely to have saved him—or some other Bronze Dragon who might have intervened, but he quickly realized he was wrong, terribly wrong. He saw that the Bronze Dragon all looked confused, as did other Dragons.

At that moment, Ysera's voice suddenly rang out. "I sense a force that is disrupting the balance approaching, a force that is burning my mind."

Within seconds, almost all the dragons sensed the anomaly; the air became oppressive, and the wind grew biting cold. The most unusual change came from Deathwing; Afrasastrasz clearly saw the Worldbreaker looking around, bewildered as to what was happening.

A bolt of lightning struck from the dark sky, hitting the earth elemental lord who was hurling boulders at the allied forces' positions on the plain below the Wyrmrest Temple.

As the colossal, rock-covered creature collapsed, a massive shadow fell over the temple's summit. Everyone looked up simultaneously, engulfed by fear and shock. It was an unusual darkness. Some even wished they could faint immediately.

A colossal, deep purple beast appeared on the battlefield, and as it descended, the area around the Wyrmrest Temple grew even darker.

Afrasastrasz found himself unable to utter a single word, only able to hear the flapping of those colossal wings. A violet glow shone on those wings, no less dazzling than that of a world- Worldbreaker in full flight, almost blinding Afrasastrasz for a moment.

If Deathwing represents destruction and rage, then this primordial behemoth represents chaos and fury.

"A... Twilight ... dragon."

Afrasastrasz felt Chromie trembling; Ysera's voice had been tugging at his nerves.

I sensed a force that was disrupting the balance approaching, a force that was burning my mind.

Is this the influence of the Twilight Dragon? Afrasastrasz hoped his judgment was wrong, otherwise, this dragon's power would be no less than that of the Guardian Dragons, and perhaps even stronger. The Red Dragon Commander surveyed the behemoth disrupting the battlefield. He had never seen Twilight Dragon with such a perfect form; he couldn't see a single flaw in it. The pressure the Red Dragon could feel at this moment came entirely from the changes in nature, indicating that the dragon hadn't unleashed its full power. But what if it had? What terrible things would happen then?

"Please, not now," Malygos pleaded, her voice trembling with tears. The other dragons retreated to the top of the temple, hoping the Dragons Sanctuary would offer them refuge.

Despair spread like a plague. Afrasastrasz finally understood: this terrible monster had controlled all the Twilight Dragon, but the problem was... it was itself a Twilight Dragon, a creation of Deathwing.

"Onyxian," the Worldbreaker called out the behemoth's name. In the Dragons language, this name meant "doomsday" or "end." "I originally intended to prepare a more perfect entrance for you, but your presumption has already been quite shocking."

Suddenly, a pair of golden points of light appeared on the massive head of Onyxian. Afrasastrasz then realized that the dragon had been unable to open its eyes until now. Now it had opened them, and the entire Wyrmrest Temple was bathed in the same color as it.

"It's... Twilight Domain." The Blue Dragon Aspect Kalecgos frowned painfully.

Afrasastrasz tried to shout "Prepare for battle!" but found his throat gripped by something; fear had robbed him of his leadership. Some dragons couldn't withstand the pressure; they frantically flapped their wings and flew in all directions, crashing into many of their companions.

"This power..." It was a gentle yet majestic voice, "...so familiar." Afrasastrasz turned back to look at his queen with anticipation, marveling at Alexstrasza's composure in such a desperate situation.

In comparison, Nozdormu seemed to have lost some of his dragon king's aura, and he said hoarsely, "Chromatus, a monster even more dangerous than Chromatus."

These words shattered the last remaining hope of the Wyrmrest Accord. No one would forget the Chromatic Dragon that even the four Guardian Dragons combined could not defeat. To this day, the fear instilled by Chromatus still torments the Dragons from time to time.

"No!" Alexstrasza retorted. "I feel like we've seen him somewhere before." The Queen of Dragons glanced at Onyxian.

"This is my ultimate creation," Deathwing proclaimed, his voice piercing the heavens. "The Twilight Judgment has arrived, and you pathetic creatures are about to meet your end! Onyxian, end this."

The Twilight Dragon slowly opened its jaws, and purple lightning burst forth from its body, indiscriminately attacking the Old Gods army and the mortal alliance below the temple.

Deathwing was about to revel in victory when Onyxian appeared, and all hope of stopping him was lost. But the next second, the Worldbreaker's eyes witnessed something he could never have imagined. In his sight, the remaining dragons of the Wyrmrest Accord were unharmed, while the Twilight Dragon, frozen in mid-air by Onyxian, were twisting and contorting, their power draining away, transforming into ribbons of light that slowly flowed towards Onyxian.

"What are you doing?" Deathwing shouted, turning around. Everyone, including him, was shocked by the Twilight Dragon's actions.

Onyxian absorbed the power incredibly quickly. The Twilight Dragon plummeted like kites with broken strings. Finally, the dragon who had done all this faced Deathwing and said, "Do what I had to do."