"Get the Dragon Soul." That had been one of Karin's plans ever since he left Quel'Thalas...
The dragon corpse on Karazhan's Master's Terrace, the dragon Derek's fleet had shot down near Southshore, and the yellow dragon Kurdran had mistakenly killed on his way to Quel'Thalas had all sounded alarms for him.
The masters of time and space, the bronze dragons, had set their sights on him!
This was terrible news.
If he lacked the strength to fight the bronze dragons and they came knocking, what would the outcome be?
Karin did not know, nor did he want to.
And Derek's death on the Great Sea had extinguished the last trace of mercy in his heart.
He would never forget the terrible state his friend had been in before he died. A cannon weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds had pinned him beneath its full weight, leaving his entire lower body a bloody mess. Carried on Karin's back, his body had seemed liable to fall apart at any moment...
Even then, Derek had still managed a smile before he died... That smile had utterly broken Karin's heart.
He could not let the perpetrators, the red dragons, go unpunished. Even if they had not acted of their own free will, they were still the killers!
Killing under coercion was still intentional murder.
Blood for blood was only right.
If he let the killers go free, he would never eat or sleep in peace for the rest of his life.
Karin paid no heed to the Red Dragon Queen's persuasion-or rather, her "threat"-either.
"The relationships between the Dragon Aspects are not as warm as people imagine. They could even be described as extremely cold..."
This was a description handwritten by the Guardian Magna Aegwynn in Karazhan's library. She had fought alongside the