The moment of the Embrace had come and gone, yet the fighting continued.

The Twilight Dragonflight was winning, that much was undeniable. The Red Dragonflight just couldn't hope to stand up to such a large group of twilight drakes, and individual wyrms were no match for adult twilight dragons like Sariona. However, despite the steep odds they were up against, more and more red dragons kept appearing on the battlefield. Some were from red dragon outposts in the Wetlands, but they had to be coming from somewhere else as well.

Let them come. They bring themselves to the slaughter.

A few twilight drakes were working to secure red eggs along the side of the Redoubt nearest Sariona. An adult red dragon, perhaps the mother, was screeching and rushing towards them. Sariona stepped in to defend the twilight drakes, tackling the mother dragon and putting her down quickly, buying more time to secure the eggs. Eliminating red dragon forces and creating a diversion for the forces in Northrend was the main goal, but the Twilight Dragonflight was always looking for ways to bolster its numbers.

Sariona couldn't help but be surprised that the red dragons weren't retreating yet. She wasn't upset about that, not in the slightest, but it seemed strange. The Red Dragonflight had so much more to lose than the Twilight Dragonflight.

The reason for their foolishness does not matter. There are things here that are precious to the Red Dragonflight. It is your duty to destroy them.

There was a location that the Masters gave her with those words. Sariona made her way to a cave in the walls of the Vermillion Redoubt. A small red drake tried to strike out at her, but Sariona was able to knock it away with a sweep of her tail. She had to cut through a number of red drakes to get to the central chamber, but there, in a small bed against the wall, was a single egg. Sariona approached it, and lowered her head to take a closer look. It wasn't a red egg, she could tell that much. It almost looked like a black dragon egg, but it felt different somehow in a way she couldn't place.

Destroy it.

That was all the urging she needed. Sariona lifted a foot and crushed the egg under her talons. The fluid leaked all over the nest, a sure sign that the whelp inside could not have survived. Satisfied, she turned around and left the cave, emerging back out into the light of day. The wings of twilight drakes almost blotted out the entire sky, but still, the Red Dragonflight continued to struggle against them. For what?

That was not her place to question. Perhaps they didn't realize the Twilight Dragonflight was so powerful. Perhaps they thought that this was something worth dying for. Sariona was glad that she was on the right side.

They are all fools. They will realize, eventually, what this futile struggle has cost them. But by then it will be too late.

That much was true. Sariona rose to rejoin the battle. It would continue for a few hours yet.