"I am Krasus, but that is merely my mortal name. My dragon name is Korialstrasz!" the red dragon declared loudly.
Karin calmly watched the enormous creature before him, his expression unchanged.
"You don't seem surprised, Karin?" Archmage Krasus, or rather, the red dragon Korialstrasz, spoke in a human tongue, lowering his head to look down at the young high elf mage.
It was easy to understand why the White Tower's top floor was so spacious now. Had it been even slightly narrower, it might not have accommodated Korialstrasz's body. He was larger than any red dragon Karin had seen before.
"Of course!" Karin shrugged. "My mentor told me long ago that you were very likely a dragon, and most likely a red dragon."
Karin was telling the truth. As soon as he returned to Dalaran from Quel'Thalas, Archmage Antonidas had sought him out and told him this... though Karin had already known it very well in his previous life.
"Antonidas truly is a powerful mage!" Krasus remarked. "To think he could guess my identity... but wasn't he afraid I would turn against him?"
"He trusts your loyalty to Dalaran," Karin answered. "In fact, you've proven it yourself."
Even with the Eye of Dalaran, the power supplied by four Gray Robe mages alone was insufficient to cast a Legendary Spell such as Norgannon's Arcane Stasis. In fact, Krasus had played an important role in this dragon hunt. Had he, a White Robe, not poured all his power into the Eye of Dalaran as well, Antonidas might not have been able to complete that spell.
"Besides, my mentor also believes that the red dragons, who have always kept out of worldly conflicts, couldn't possibly have joined the Horde without reason. There must be something behind it..." Karin continued, staring fixedly into Krasus's