The End of the Dragon Kings

He hovered, preparing to descend, his blurry projection sweeping past the magnificent, unman-made structure below. Each time he saw this stone palace and its surroundings, he was deeply moved. The Nexus rose from the ground, divided into several levels, each shaped by a ring-like structure. The edges of the intricately carved blue platforms were covered in frost. From a distance, they resembled a staircase; the highest level offered a panoramic view of the entire Cenarion Hold, and even the Borean Tundra beyond the cliffs. Even after the ravages of time and the baptism of numerous fierce battles, the home of the Blue Dragonflight remained standing.

Kalecgos sighed and descended. His gaze fell upon his companions below, pondering how to announce the Guardian Dragons' decision to them. The title now felt too bitter to bear; he was no longer Guardian Dragons.

The blue dragon with outstretched wings turned its gaze back to its destination. As it descended, the Nexus grew ever more magnificent in its eyes. When it finally reached an entrance at the bottom, it didn't stop to exchange pleasantries with the guarding blue dragon soldiers, but simply nodded to them. In response, the blue dragons saluted him. At that moment, Kalecgos realized that he hadn't lost the trust of his people despite the loss of his power. He folded his wings, entered his home, glanced around, and then continued on the final stretch of the path.

The interior of the Nexus was incredibly spacious. Crystals on the walls provided a faint glow. Ancient stone carvings and vines appeared and disappeared. All of this reassured him; Kalecgos thought that perhaps some things had changed, but some things remained constant.

The dragon walked along the narrow stone bridge towards the central portal. He listened intently and eventually heard the voices of some of the members. He couldn't make out what they were saying. However, the words of the Blue Dragon Aspect dragon who responded traveled clearly through the portal.

"We should wait patiently. Kalecgos has already gone to the Wyrmrest Temple ..." It was a gentle and peaceful voice. "The journey there and back will take some time."

Upon hearing his name called, the blue dragon knew he could no longer run away. He stepped into the portal and shouted, "I'm back!"

His voice and his figure immediately became the focus of dozens of expectant gazes. The Eye of Eternity had long been repaired, and this platform floating in the mysterious plane was now filled with dozens of elites of the Blue Dragonflight, some of whom were highly experienced, and others were the best of the new generation.

"Welcome back, Kalecgos." The speaker was Taregos, the eldest of the blue dragons, who was said to have followed Malygos for thousands of years. "What good news have you brought back?"

This overly direct question left Kalecgos speechless. Before he could answer, another blue dragon flew up in front of him.

"We're so glad you're back in time, brother," Tethys said with a reassuring smile. "Was the journey safe?"

"Not exactly...smooth," Kalecgos replied in the same tone, but was met with a deathly silence.

What did "not going smoothly" mean? Was he attacked on his way there and back, or did the meeting between the Dragon Kings have an unpleasant outcome? The oppressive silence tested Kalecgos's resolve. The outcome was already decided, and whatever the consequences, he had no reason to hide it.

"The Wyrmrest Accord... has disbanded."

The Eye of Eternity erupted into chaos. Soon, Kalecgos was faced with utter pandemonium. It seemed all the blue dragons were shouting in unison, each uttering cries of confusion and anger.

"How could this happen? What kind of thing could have happened?"

"That was a stupid decision."

"Does the Guardian Dragons want to abandon everything?"

Kalecgos slammed his tail into the ground. "Silence!" he roared, his voice echoing among the surrounding stars.

The dragons then ceased their conversation and turned to look at their leader. Kalecgos noticed that some of the dragons' eyes were filled with confusion, seeing him as their last hope and seeking his guidance; others stared at him with resentment, suspecting that he had already agreed to the disbandment of the allied forces.

The Blue Dragon Aspect was surprised to find that even though he could command them, he couldn't find a single word to comfort them.

The air grew increasingly tense until another female blue dragon, Calygos, daughter of Malygos, finally broke the silence. "Excuse my intrusion, but I have something to say, Arcanist."

Kalecgos wanted Calygos to call him "Kalec," his nickname, and since he was no longer the Guardian Dragons, everything seemed normal. But then the blue dragon realized that the female blue dragon was reminding him that he was still the leader of the Blue Dragonflight.

"Your advice is exactly what we need here, Calygos." Kalecgos felt a sense of relief; finally, someone could say something.

"I don't question your decision with the other three Guardian Dragons. I believe that disbanding the Wyrmrest Accord was the result of countless discussions..." Hearing this, Kalecgos smiled bitterly. He hadn't discussed this issue with Alexstrasza and the others, never. Disbanding the Wyrmrest Accord... seemed more like a last-minute decision, simply because there were no more issues to discuss in the Dragon Aspect Council. Deathwing had failed, Guardian Dragons' mission was complete.

"But please tell us," Calygos raised her voice, bringing Kalecgos back to reality. "What is the future of the Blue Dragonflight?"

The focus returned to Kalecgos. The problem was so difficult that the former Arcanist sighed, "This is the worst possible outcome. Even with all my efforts, I couldn't change the decision of the other three Dragon Aspects. They... are all wise men older than me. I once believed that as long as we worked together, hope wouldn't be lost, but the age of dragons is over, and the responsibility of guarding Azeroth must be shouldered by others." With that, Kalecgos felt he needed to use all his remaining strength to say the following: "We must accept reality. This is the age of mortals, and we are mortals too. We can no longer continue as before, my brothers and sisters. It's time, it's time to go out and see if there is anywhere in this world where our abilities can be put to use."

Contrary to his expectations, no one stood up to loudly condemn Kalecgos. When it comes to the truth, no matter how unpleasant it may be, its veracity cannot be refuted.

"At the very least, there should be a dignified ceremony so that we can end this with respect." Calygos had perhaps anticipated this outcome, and her words were echoed by most of the blue dragons.

"Yes," Kalecgos nodded. "It will be on the night of the full moon, a full month from now. And in the meantime, we should decide what to do with the treasures kept in the Nexus."