Virigosa ultimately never did take up Alexstrasza on her effort to meet again. The day after the sparring incident, she tagged along with a party of red dragons en route to Hyjal and took a portal to Nordrassil. Such arcane portals were used sparingly, so as to preserve the ley lines surrounding Nordrassil, but the reds' mission was urgent and Virigosa, as a blue dragon, would only help considering the portal's magical nature.

They were greeted on the other end by Jerisra, a drake whom Virigosa was familiar with. While the red dragons reported to their own commander, Jerisra brought Virigosa off to the side to speak.

"You were under the command of Nalasra before your absence, yes?" Jerisra asked.

"I was," Virigosa confirmed.

"She's dead," Jerisra said. "Slain by twilights in an attack on Nordrassil two days ago. Those under her command are to report to Jarod Shadowsong himself, and ultimately, Ysera." There was a thoughtful pause, and Jerisra added, "I doubt you will need to report to anyone, however. The fighting here in Hyjal is about to come to a head, reach a climax. The Dreamer seeks to open a Dreamgate to allow the great Cenarius through, and to allow passage from Nordrassil to Moonglade and Wyrmrest."

"I'll need to report to someone, then," Virigosa said.

Jerisra shook her head. "We're sending everything we have," she said. "Just follow with the rest. I'm loath to suggest such disorganization, but if we're being frank here, time is too limited and the stakes are too high. You've been in combat before, you'll know what to do."

Sure enough, Nordrassil was chaotic. Dragons and mortals alike were rushing around, and a few younger drakes were practicing sparring in the shade of the World Tree. Wings of dragons were flying in battle formations or watching for possible intruders aiming to intercept them before they even arrived at their destination. In the chaos, Virigosa thought she spotted Ysera, in her elven form, upon the back of a drake. An aspect is far too large of a target, Virigosa noted, But they need her to open the dreamgate.

Virigosa scanned the moving crowd for blue, hoping to find her old friend Eyrigos. There were a few other blues- she was not the only one of her kind here at this pivotal moment- but Eyrigos was not one of them. She was alone in her anxiety, alone to prepare for the battle. Unlike her battles before, during the Nexus War, she had no commander telling her what to do. It almost seems doomed for failure, she noted. None of Nalasra's forces know what they're supposed to be doing.

It was a few hours before it was finally time to go. There must've been a formal annoucement somewhere, but Virigosa didn't hear it. Suddenly, the camp seemed to errupt, dragons and druids taking to the sky and setting off for the battlefield. Most of the ground forces were already close to the location, but several drakes carried additional soldiers on their backs. It was as if so many leaves- hundreds, maybe more- were flying in the breeze. Virigosa flew up to join them, positioning herself high above the rest, and they went south, towards the edge of the mountain, skirting the bulk of the twilight forces.

The greens dispersed, many depositing their riders behind the lines on the ground. Thousands of mortals, druids in various forms as well as non-druid adventurers, were fighting the cultists on the ground. From the west, a huge flight of twilight dragons were flying towards the battle, encroaching darkness on the horizon, a mass of black and blue and purple. Virigosa found herself chilled by the sight, then flew lower to the ground with the rest of the emerald drakes, preparing herself for battle.

The point where green and twilight met was brutal, corpses falling to the ground soon after they engaged. Few on the very front lines would survive, and many mortals below would be crushed by fallen dragons.

Virigosa waited, and the twilight dragons came to her. One tried to lock talons with her, and she dodged upwards, swiping her hind claws across their wings and icy breath into their face. The dragon fell like a leaf fluttering to the ground, and almost as soon, another drake was upon her. Virigosa let out a cry, a pulse of arcane energy escaping from her talons, giving her a moment of relief. That one fell quickly, too, no match for Virigosa's talent and experience.

I'm just as capable as I ever was, Virigosa noted. Indeed, her new form was stronger, more capable, than her old one had been, even if she still wasn't quite used to it yet.

Virigosa was tempted to fly above the battlefield, lending her aid to the Green Dragonflight from afar. The twilights, though, just kept coming; the blue drake was far too close to the front lines, and her scales stuck out like a sore thumb. She had sustained a few injures to her wing and flank- although the drakes who inflicted them were not so lucky as to escape with their lives- when she saw her break.

The twilights seemed to stop coming for just a moment, and Virigosa took the opportunity to fly up in the sky. She could hardly see anything, with the swarms of green and twilight just below her. The drakes assigned to Ysera's guard were rising to join the battle. Good news, maybe, Virigosa realized. Or bad.

Another twilight flew up to meet her, and Virigosa locked talons with the drake, who was more capable than her previous opponents. As she fought, an echoing cry rang through the valley, repeated by dozens of drakes in both Draconic and Darnassian: "Cenarius is with us!"

Virigosa threw off the twilight drake, sending it spiraling downward with a well-aimed kick to the wing. Maybe not deadly, but it would do. A great green glow caught her eye, and Virigosa turned to behold Ysera herself taking the battlefield, the green aspect's eyes fully open and glowing silver-blue. She was magnificent, an unstoppable force, showing the twilight forces just why the aspects were some of the most powerful beings on Azeroth.

The process of summoning Cenarius was expected to be much longer, but the fact that it was complete was a huge relief. The presence of Ysera on the battlefield was already boosting morale, and she was magnificent, slaying scores of twilight drakes with every weapon available to her. Already, the battle was becoming easier, and far fewer green dragons were falling to the ground.

Suddenly, two twilight drakes caught Virigosa off-guard. One went for her directly, locking talons and distracting Virigosa, while the the other went to attack her undefended flanks. The blue would not be fooled by their strategy, and she knocked off her main attacker, claws passing through wing, causing the twilight to recoil but not relent. Virigosa turned her attention to her other attacker, breathing out a torrent of ice.

Then, suddenly, a great shadow fell over them. The main attacker chose not to reengage the blue, flying off, while Virigosa was left with a single drake at her side. Ysera's tail swept across the battlefield, knocking back several drakes, including Virigosa herself. Instinctively, as all blue dragons were taught as whelps, she cast a spell to slow her fall. Maybe it did some good, but before she knew what had happened, Virigosa found herself crashing into some sort of wall.

There was a splash somewhere, and then a great tumbling sound. Virigosa's head was ringing, spinning, as she recovered her senses. Slowly, she became aware that she was in some sort of cave, knocked there by Ysera's tail.

Then, she noticed, there were two pale blue lights, glowing in the otherwise pitch black darkness. That was when Virigosa realized that she was not alone.