From within the blocked tomb, the succubus's cackle had found the attention of the once prisoned high elf, and he drew closer, unnerved by her intentions. And sure enough, he heard her speaking of a malicious plan.
"Oh, Star, you are such a good servant. You know that?"
"Yes, milady, thank you."
"Well, don't let up yet. Even once you have impregnated me, and my child brings about the end of the humans' rule, I will still need you for my pleasure palace."
"Of course, I would do anything to please you."
"That's a good boy, now come here, and let me reward you..."
Disgusted by the commotion he heard following this, he ran off, but as he gathered his focus, he realized the danger both Starshield, and the mortals of the world would be in if this creature succeeded in her plans. He could not gather a plan on his own, so he conjured a portal the the nexus, and shifting into his dragon form, flew to Dalaran to search for a way through her magic barrier.
"What do you mean 'no more flasks'? Don't they know I am on the verge of a breakthrough here?" barked a gilnean alchemist at a draenei male.
"Sorry, Mr, uhhh...
Excuse me but I never did get your name."
"Lerrac, in case you forgot, goblin."
The goblin was not interested in his name, and continued speaking, "Anyway, the store has been running low on supplies ever since the cataclysm happened and the city was practically abandoned."
He sighed in protest, and returned to his work, still undiscouraged.
The goblin did seem uninterested in what he was working on. "What, by chance," he asked curiously, "are you working on that is such a 'breakthrough'?"
He raised a green chemical and chuckled. "Haha, 'What is this?' you say. With this cuncoction, the undeads' deadly plague will be rendered completely powerless! At least, once I get it right..."
Just at that moment, the young dragon, in his humanoid guise, came through the door, his curiosity piqued, and told the gilnean alchemist some advice.
"Simple herbs cannot combat the ectoplasmic evils of their superweapon. If you infuse your potion with the holy energy you possess, your potion, and the living creatures of azeroth, may stand a chance."
He seemed stunned by this half elf's insight on combatting the plague, but he was willing to try this sometime.
"Well, thanks for the advice, stranger. With this knowledge, the undeads' evil plan will surely fail. I am indebted to you."
"Think nothing of it, it's just an idea." with this citizen's willingness to help him, however, the gears in his draconic head began to turn. "But I could use your help. Could you direct me to the residence of Mokcie the mage?"
The young trio rushed towards the graveyard, Mokcie especially rushed.
"So you're telling me you guys can find a way to destroy that carrier and rescue Starshield!" she yelled.
"Yes!" the dragon responded, his wings flapping with great vigor. "But we need you to complete our spell."
They came to the tomb, and began to prepare the reagants, chanelling their magic and holy energies, and unleashed a blast of energy, dispelling the barrier.
The worgen and gnome stood in shock, surprized that their spell brought the shield down, but they rushed inside, and found the dungeon empty of the demon lady.
"She's not here," the dragon whispered.
"Just as well, it saves us the trouble of killing her." Mokcie said. "Now let's find Star and leave, this place gives me the creeps."
Thankfully, the room Starshield was held in was fairly conspicuous, as Aphrodetta labeled it her "pleasure den".
The door was already unlocked, and Mokcie ran in to embrace him.
"Oh son! Did that demon hurt you! I'm so glad you're ok!"
He seems uninterested in her gratitude, and responded coldly, "Sorry, Mokcie, but my lady still needs my company."
"Oh, Star, you're so loyal!" an unseen voice called out.
"My lady, I did not expect you so soon." Star called out in surprize.
"No worries, dear. But do help me with deal with these intruders, if you would please."
"Yes, milady." and he quickly drew his hammer and shield. "Now face my wrath!"
He then threw his shield at Mokcie and Lerrac, as the succubus began to literally lash out at the dragon, but to no avail. He grabbed her whip, and yanked it away from her, al; while channeling a magic blast in his other hand. Though his fight was going all too easy, Starshield held the upper hand against the weakened casters, as he kept beating them with his mace, their cloth armor doing little to protect them. Seeing his allies in danger, the dragon launched his blast of energy at Starshield, managing to knock him out in one shot.
"My dear Star!" the demon cried out. "You fools will regret this!"
But as she was prepared to unleash her fury, Lerrac had channeled his powers to shield them from her attacks, and empowered Mokcie with the energy to slay this demon. Using this surge of power, Mokcie unleashed her arcane blast, and the demon, unable to react, fell to the ground, and lost her demonic child.
As they recovered from the hectic fight, Mokcie went to embrace her son, and sobbed at the sight of his condition.
"He will be alright. The demon's control will fade with the right spell, and we can heal him."
He then turned to the succubus on the floor. "As for her, she is too dangerous to be let free..."
So he threw her into her "pleasure den" and grabbed the trinket she kept on her table, throwing it into the same room, and activating it in the process. Much to the surpirze of the group, the trinket unleashed a tentacle of the old gods, and it began to wrap around the demon's leg, quivering her unconscious body.
"She finally has a new servant, but this one will last her forever..." the dragon spoke. "Let's go."
As Starshield lay resting by his fireplace, reflecting on what he had gone through over the past few days.
"Without you, little dragon, I could have been the slave of that demon forever. I- I don't know how to thank you."
The dragon raised his hand and replied, "You don't owe me anything, but you should hear me out. While you were gone, I have felt a great distress, like I have something great to accomplish, but I don't know what it means. Can you explain this to me?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not in a talking mood right now," he told him, "but I can tell you this. Sometimes we're born into something bigger than we can understand. You will be sure of what you must do someday."
"By the way," he asked. "What did you do with that succubus?"
He chuckled and simply said, "She won't be causing us any more trouble, but she will be perfectly happy where she is now...
Within the old tomb, empty of prisoners now, Aphrodetta cried out in pleasure, the unrelenting wrath of her new servant as strong as the first day she encountered it.
"You, marvelous creature," she said as she caressed the hellspawn before her, it quivering in anticipation, "are more than I could ever hope for. The conquest of this world shall be at another's hands, but my pleasure lies in here..."