Penulis : Richard A. Knaak
Tahun Terbit : 2008
Format : PDF
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Main characters
Dargonax 
Iridi 
Kalecgos/Kalec 
Korialstrasz/Krasus 
Rhonin 
Rom 
Sintharia/Sinestra 
Vereesa Windrunner 
Zendarin Windrunner 
Zzeraku
Supporting characters
Minor characters
Note: These characters were only mentioned or had little to no role during the story.
Alexstrasza (mentioned) 
Balacgos (mentioned) 
Magni Bronzebeard (mentioned) 
Deathwing (mentioned) 
Malygos (mentioned) 
Illidan Stormrage (mentioned) 
Anveena Teague (mentioned) 
Marcus Windthorne 
Sylvanas Windrunner (mentioned) 
Alleria Windrunner (mentioned)
PROLOGUE
He was trapped...trapped...trapped..
The darkness of his prison closed in around him. He could not breathe, could not move. How had this happened? What were the foul little creatures who had somehow managed to ensnare him? Vermin capturing a leviathan! It was impossible!
But it had happened...
He wanted to roar, but could not. There was no sound here, anyway. The silence drove him mad. He needed to be free! There had to be some escape—
A blinding emerald light enveloped him. He shrieked as it painfully ripped him from his prison and thrust him into the beyond.
But that shriek turned into a mighty roar of relief mixed with fury. He spread wide his magnificent, shimmering wings, his gargantuan, teal form filling much of this new place in which he found himself. Jagged, almost crystalline protrusions erupted along his spine and head, the latter creating an impressive crest akin to those worn on a warlord's helm. Huge, glittering white orbs—more like pearls than eyes—swept over a massive cavern filled with toothy projections thrusting from both the rounded ceiling and the rough floor.
And then his baleful gaze fell upon the vermin that had dared— somehow!—to trap his greatness. A subtle magenta aura suddenly radiated from him as he bellowed his righteous fury.
"Foul little worms! Foul little gremlins! You would dare make of Zzeraku a caged pet?" As Zzeraku cried out, his already ethereal body grew more translucent. He fixed on a small party of his captors. They were ugly little things that moved like squashed draenei but were scaled in some places and furred in others. They had vicious little mouths filled with sharp teeth and wore hooded and armored garments. Their eyes were red like molten earth and despite his obvious threat to them, they did not appear properly frightened.
It was clear to Zzeraku that they knew very little about nether dragons.
"Foul little worms! Foul little gremlins!" he repeated. His body suddenly crackled with lightning the color of his wondrous self. He
The first bolts went oddly astray, turning from the little creatures at the last moment. At the same time, the foreheads of each briefly revealed a strange, glowing rune.
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