Ritual Preparations

"You came at just the right time, child. I want the ritual ready before Lei Shen is brought down."

The Twilight Dragon nodded and set down the Rune Stone and the Prism of Focus. Along with those magical treasures, he placed down something else. Nathanos smiled in satisfaction when he saw it.

"I thought you wouldn't make it in time to take it away."

Onyxian hesitated. "I almost didn't. Krasus's spell was powerful. I returned to the past point in Wyrmrest Temple's timeline at the exact instant before the explosion."

Nathanos reached out and stroked the red-and-white-speckled dragon egg. Of the three dragon eggs Alexstrasza had once laid, one had been destroyed, one had become Onyxian, and the last had been destroyed by Krasus's magic when Twilight's Hammer attacked Wyrmrest Temple.

It was the same principle as the Guardian Dragons returning to the past to obtain the Dragon Soul to fight Deathwing. Taking certain things that should have vanished and using them in the future would not trigger temporal turbulence.

"Father, shall I begin setting up the magic circle?"

Nathanos nodded. Having received permission, Onyxian seized the Rune Stone and effortlessly shattered it into five pieces.

"Inscribing the runes will take quite some time, and..."

Narax, who had been sprawled on the ground, suddenly regained consciousness and whipped up a fierce wind.

Onyxian spread his wings, shielding Nathanos.

"Can you deal with it?"

"It will take some time. It has the power of the Titans."

It was the first time the Witherer had heard uncertainty in the Twilight Dragon's voice. "Then lure it into the sky. Don't let it disturb me before I finish the magic circle."

"Understood."

Onyxian unfolded the Twilight Domain. A hint of purple was added to the night outside the Throne of Thunder. Sensing danger, Narax