Sinewa continued to train me, but it always ended with me either running away or crying. She would either walk away laughing or annoyed by my weakness and I would silently curse her harsh training methods.
"Come on outsider, try to defend yourself. Chasing you isn't that entertaining," she yelled as I ran away again.
"No, you're going to stab me!"
"Just a little bit."
While running I tripped over a rock and slammed face first into the ground. Flipping onto my back, I watched as the warrior blocked out the sun. She raised her swords as if about to kill me. Instinctively, I screamed and forced my body to tackle her. Yet, as I did, I watched her fly backward. There was some sorta of energy that had smashed into Sinewa. Once again, I lost my footing, not because I stumbled, but because my strength was gone.
"Alright," Sin cheered, "It looks like we've finally made a break through!"
I looked at her with confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"You actually attempted to protect yourself! I'm not really sure how you managed to knock me down, but I'm impressed! Perhaps I underestimated you."
"It's nice to know I'm not completely beyond hope."
She laughed, "Apparently not."
I noticed the sound of beating wings, turning to the sound; I saw Crystinia and Tempredormu heading toward us.
Waving, I shouted, "Hi there!"
The two drakes landed, but their faces revealed that they were worried. Crystinia walked over to me and Tempredormu went to Sinewa. Tempredormu began to talk with Sinewa and I watched as she mounted her windrider and fly off with the bronze drake.
"Where are they going?" I asked.
"I'll explain when we get to the Crystal Cave, but right now blue drakes have been spotted in the area."
Once I had mounted, she bounded out of the area and eventually jumped off of the ground. Crystinia was tense and kept looking from side to side to see if the drakes had found us. Luckily, the enemy drakes had not seen us. When she landed back in the Crystal Cave she relaxed and walked back to her nest with me still on her back. Waiting till I was off of her back, she sat on her haunches and let out a long sigh.
"Oh nestling," she began, "Forgive me for how I've been acting. I've a deep fear of the blue dragon flight; perhaps even more than of the Lich King."
"It's alright Cry, but where did Sin and Temp go?"
She smiled wearily at the nicknames I had given them, "Today, while Tempredormu and a red dragon were scouting IceCrown, they noticed that the Lich King's forces had massed for an invasion. The Life Bringer decided that it would be best for Sinewa and Tempredormu to report to the Argent Crusade in order to thin the enemies' numbers. If only there were more champions to fight not only Arthas, but also Malygos. Right now, half our champions are fighting Malygos and the other half the Lich."
"How does one become a champion?"
The older drake repositioned herself, "Well, regular champions are just ones who fight for the dragons. This is the lower tier of being a champion. The next tier would be a champion for a particular flight. Usually, this privilege is given to the ambassadors of the flights. The last rank would be the champion of an aspect."
"Crystinia," said a male drake that approached us, "there's been an issue at Wyrmrest Temple, something about the blue flight. You best head over and find out what's going on."
"Alright Albidorun, protect the cave with all of your strength while I'm away."
"As always."
The two drakes left me sitting in the nest. Bored, I stood up and walked over to the glowing water and drank some. This water was rich with magic and tasted like sweet strawberries and kiwis. Looking in the water, I saw my reflection. I was leaner, but did not seem to be much different than when I had arrived just a few months ago. The hatchlings behind the crystals began to giggle, ran out, and one slid into me.
"Whoopsies," giggled the one called Jemorun, "Sawie human-tingy."
I laughed, the small male hatchling was adorable, "It's alright."
It was clear that he had recently been hatched because he was much smaller than the other hatchlings and his vocabulary was not as mature as the others. I noticed that his eyes were a bright green color, which was odd for a white drake. That's right; I forgot that the majority white dragons don't actually come from white dragons. The white dragons come from the other flights and when they hatch if they don't match the flights scale color they send them to another flight or kick them out of their flight. Crystinia said that I could tell what flight they had been born into by looking at their eyes. The red flight had yellow-orange eyes, blue flight had blue, purple, or orange, black flight had crimson and orange eyes, bronze had regular yellow or green eyes, and the green flight had light or dark green.
"Wanna pway wit me?" he asked rolling over and putting his head on his paws like a cat.
He was too adorable to resist, "Sure!"
For the next hour I ran around the cave playing tag with him and the other hatchlings.
"DRAGON PILE!" yelled one of the hatchlings.
Suddenly, I was knocked over by a pile of adorable and chubby white baby dragons. Our laughter filled the cave.
"Oh no, I've been defeated by a legion of fearsome hatchlings. Why cruel world?" I said playing along.
"That's right we're tough!" bounced on an unusually chubby baby dragon.
The drakes looked away from their work and began to laugh. It was understood that these baby dragons wanted to impress their companions by acting tough even though it rarely worked.
"Good work little ones," Crystinia chuckled while making her way toward us, "another devious villain taken down due to your valiant efforts. Now I need to take this villain into custody."
The hatchlings squealed with joy as they let me up. I gently rubbed the backs of a few and watched them bound off to another game. Turning my attention to Cry, I saw that she was still laughing.
"It's good to see that the hatchlings enjoy your presence."
"Yes, I do like them. They're quite fun to be around."
The older drake motioned for me to follow her back to our nest. Obeying, I found myself nestled into the warm bedding.
"I've been told that you may have been using magic," she said when she was comfortable.
"Really?"
"Yes, Tempredormu mentioned that Sinewa had been telling him about your training. Supposedly, you knocked her backward with some sort of energy while you tried to tackle her. I could only guess that you were using magic."
"But magic doesn't exist in my world."
"Try to remember that you've entered a new world. This magic that was done to summon you, by no means was simple and easy to replicate. Here in Azeroth, magic doesn't simply make mistakes. You were brought here because there's something about you that connects you to our world. I can only imagine that this is also true for your fellow companions in your realm."
I pondered the idea. Perhaps she's right. Sin's already said that I'm not a melee based fighter. It couldn't help to try.
"Is there any way for me to try? I don't have a good way to protect myself," I asked.
"Actually, I was about to offer you that option. You see these crystals," she said pointing to the wall, "Dragons can easily manipulate the magic in them, like you've seen with the younglings. You've already proven that you can sense strong, but well hidden magic. I'll teach you how to harness this magic and use it at your will."
She began to explain that I needed to relax and focus on the crystals. It was supposedly like seeing what I wanted to happen in my head. Geez, it's just like the green lantern. I pictured a sliver of magic coming out of the crystal like the other drakes had done. At first nothing happened, but after a few moments there were sparks that popped out from the crystal. However, I felt myself be drained of my energy quickly.
"So you're able to manipulate magic," Cry quietly whispered in awe, "You're truly strong to use these dragon crystals."
"Umm… I didn't really use them. The magic should have come out gracefully like I was trying to picture, not flashed like fireworks."
"The sheer fact you could make sparks is surprising! Continue to practice and I can only imagine that you'll wield magic like the blue flight."
"Magic makes me tired."
"Yes magic tends to deplete the users magic if they're not used to using it. Hmm," she pondered, "I'll make you a deal. If you continue to practice with the crystals I'll see what I can do to make magic easier for you to use."
Smiling, I nodded to the drake, "Sounds like a plan!"