In truth, Varian had no interest in the entire Pandaria operation. By comparison, he only wanted to stay in Shattrath City and wait for Anduin to recover.
But this time, even A'dal, the strongest Naaru, had given no clear answer, and High Priestess Ishana could do nothing about N'Zoth's Spell Inscription either. Varian was still waiting there, his concern for his son leaving his mind in turmoil.
Still, life had to go on, and the matter of Pandaria had now taken priority.
Onyxia stood aboard the aircraft carrier Golden Mist, preparing for the return journey. She, too, had received the news: Patrick was trapped, and N'Zoth intended to make a comeback.
"What happened?" Seeing Onyxia's expression change abruptly, Sabellian, or rather Baron Sabotem, felt a sense of foreboding.
"We may be in serious trouble." Onyxia tossed the Magical Letter to Sabellian and Wrathion, who was traveling with them.
"This..." Sabellian drew in a sharp breath. He had already intended to join the Arcane Pact alongside Onyxia, only for something like this to happen.
"This isn't necessarily bad news for us." Wrathion narrowed his red eyes slightly, a smile curling his lips. "Once Patrick Cabrolon dies, you can escape his control and regain your freedom."
"Put those foolish ideas away, Wrathion." Onyxia's eyes were filled with exasperation at his failure to know better. "Regain my freedom? That sounds very nice, but freedom isn't what we need right now."
"Then what do you want to do? Save Patrick Kabolon, like a slave risking her life to rescue her master?" Wrathion was noncommittal about it. "Or do you think we have the ability to free your master from the Old God's corruption?"
"Just like our father. He was once the Guardian of the Earth, a Guardian appointed by the Titans themselves, an