Behind Patrick, a piercing dragon cry rang out. The Black Dragon Princess Onyxia returned to her true form and flew toward him.
"My daughter?" Deathwing sounded thoroughly pleased. "Perfect timing. Destroy those self-righteous elves."
"You... are not my father."
Reality, however, was often cruel. Onyxia made her position clear through action, unleashing a breath attack at Neltharion.
In size alone, Onyxia was far smaller than Neltharion, and to Neltharion, who was not only another black dragon but also the Aspect of the Black, her dragon breath was barely a tickle.
"You have betrayed the Black Dragon clan, my daughter." Deathwing's tone turned hostile. He fired an Elementium Arrow straight at Onyxia's forehead.
Patrick raised a hand. The Discs of Norgannon, formed from mana, appeared in front of Onyxia and blocked the deadly Elementium Arrow.
"There's no need to hide any longer. Serinar, Nalis, take your subordinates and destroy these fake black dragons." Onyxia gave the order to her only two subordinates.
Unlike the vicious, cunning black dragons of the past, Serinar and Nalis were among the rare moderates of their kind. They had even earned Wyrmrest Temple's recognition. Serinar and Nalis had little respect for Deathwing, the so-called Aspect of the Black, but they could not resist the summons of the Aspect of the Black bloodline and could only submit, just as the titan-forged could only submit before the Titans.
"It seems I was right. You are not Neltharion. By accepting the power of the Old Gods, you became a monster long ago."
"Mortals are mortals in the end. How could you understand the heights we have reached?"
"Neltharion, you still refuse to repent for what you have done, and here you are spouting your evil rhetoric." The Red Dragon Queen was already furious at Neltharion's words. Seeing Patrick and