Ulric's body lumbered toward the two, though even Colin could tell that this was no longer the human he'd known for just a few days. He backed up closer to Alexstraza, holding onto her to keep himself upright, almost unaware that she was currently lacking most of her power, but with a massive gash piercing his palm and no use of a leg, Colin was barely thinking of attacking or defending himself.

"Aerxaxx…"

Alexstraza's voice coiled around Colin's ears as she spoke, vengefully, leaving Ulric's body to vibrate alongside a gleeful laugh, "Hee hee! Indeedee! Here to sev'r your fuckin' life!"

"Not content with one life, your host's, I see."

Aerxaxx cackled, "He was more th'n willin' to give it t' me. You've made plenty o' en'mies, bitch, not th' least of 'em me!"

Alexstraza visibly appeared annoyed behind her viperous stare.

"Am I to be responsible to every mortal's corruption? It was not I who ordered you and your brethren to swear fealty to the Legion."

"No, you jus' let us rot away und'r Sargeras' influence," Aerxaxx contended, his giddiness melting into anger, "Fer a god, it surely seems as though you'd the power t' reverse such evils."

"That is where your misunderstanding lies, demon."

Aerxaxx grumbled maliciously under his breath, his cold steps seemingly overturning the ash they stood upon as Colin's curious expression turned fierce. The memories flooded back to him; he had once questioned such things before, himself- on that mountaintop in Hyjal. Though, he'd been seeking help from the goddess he'd come to know so much more well as Elune. This being sought a goddess for vengeance. for death.

Colin began to hop over along Alexstraza's body, trying to intercept Ulric's path as he closed in, a sickly swirl of dark atmosphere collecting at the Ulric's hand, the satyr's voice reappearing as it seemed to notice Colin, "You've already seen, hum'n. You cannot hurt a demon. Th'nks to that dragon you defend; I h've nothing more ta lose."

"I'll be pleased to teach you how wrong you are, demon. The amount of eternal tortures that I can offer you are mastadonic."

"See how she talks, hum'n?" Aerxaxx sneered, "If ya value yer life, I suggest ya forfeit th's mission of yers to help this she-beast."

Colin's breaths grew more labored, as Alexstraza's body was quite massive, and as he made it near the Dragon's Queen's shoulder, where Ulric was headed, he eyed the satyr with eyes alight, seeing thousands of years into the future as he coldly replied, "Even if I did want to forfeit my place, I'm no longer the only one holding my existence to this world. and she wouldn't have me surrendering to the likes of you."

"Terr'ble pity," Aerxaxx grinned, shaking Ulric's head, "Greater beings than you have died for such meaningless ideals."

A smirk rose across Colin's face as he eyed down the pair of satyr eyes, Ulric's legs suddenly breaking into a sprint toward him as Aerxaxx cackled malevolently, raising the dagger into the air. Alexstraza's body didn't even bother to move, for her eyes were transfixed on Colin in wholly curious intent.

Just a few speeding paces away, Aerxaxx let loose with a gruesome laughter, but just as he did, Colin pushed himself off of Alexstraza's body, his arms tensing greatly as a plume of sulfuric air left his mouth in a massive exhalation. Out of nowhere, the ground rumbled beneath their feet, and a wall of fire suddenly burst up from the ashen soil like a chorus of burning fuel. Aerxaxx slid to a stop, his eyes widening furiously as his path had been cut off, quickly staring at the ground to notice the endless amounts of ash that this human was using for kindling, bringing back from the centuries the breaths of countless dragons.

Colin's eyes lit up as his hands opened, directing the wild licks of flame with his fingers as a cocky smile reached over him, "Courtesy of my better half. Looks like those ideals just stopped you in your fucking tracks, my friend."

Aerxaxx released a demonically furious seething from his clenched teeth, his lips slowly, gradually, curling into a grin as he began to shake his head, "You say that like this body means something to me…"

With a coarse grinding, Ulric's feet slid across the ash beneath him, taking a step toward the massive pillars of flame, bracing himself as he threw an open hand into the flames, Ulric's body contorting and nearly collapsing to the ground as a bloodcurdling scream escaped from the body Aerxaxx inhabited, Ulric's voice breaking through any inhibiting barrier as he cried out, "GAAAAAAH!"

Colin's eyes flew open, quickly throwing his arms to the side as he fell back against Alexstraza's body, no longer able to keep himself afloat as the flames immediately dispersed, Ulric falling onto one knee as he clutched his wrist, staring horrifically as his hand, which was now devoid of skin, only showing a mass of muscle and bone that had somehow survived the incineration. Colin gasped at the sight, watching the teardrops falling from Ulric's eyes as he shook there, his head held low as painful gasped escaped him, his arm shivering as if it had been shaken by somebody else.

"U-Ulric…" Colin muttered, worriedly, almost quivering, himself, at what he'd done.

Ulric's face jumped back up, revealing the still-sinister grin of Aerxaxx, who hopped up to Ulric's feet and dashed toward Alexstraza, his good hand still wielding the dagger as he fell forward, burying the sharp weapon into her scales, sending the Queen of Dragons into a fierce, painful howl, her body weakly falling over to the side as she tried, desperately, to remain steady, feeling the now-familiar demonic poise coursing through her body.

Colin fell forward, clutching the dagger that Aerxaxx had left there, the satyr simply stepping back as he cackled allowed, raising his head to the heavens, "Bwah ha ha hah!"

Yanking the dagger from the dragon's body, Colin angrily threw his body into Ulric's, sending the both of them to the ground as Colin threw punch after punch into the demon's face, tears running down his face in his sheer anger, though Aerxaxx only continued to laugh, sending Ulric's body shaking heartily from his humorous activity.

"Try hum'n! Try, try again! Ha ha haaa!" Aerxaxx cackled sinisterly, "That she-beast will join the ash of this land soon enough!"

Colin furiously threw his body upward from the sheer force of winding his arm up into the air, his barred teeth showing him like a crazed animal himself as he eyed that face he now hated so much, bringing his entire weight onto Ulric's face.

"GAH!" came the voice of, not Ulric, but Aerxaxx, the demon quickly staring up toward Colin with a now-tremendous fear.

Colin's fist wound up again, sending another switch punch into the demon's jaw, Aerxaxx releasing another pained cry, Ulric's body now shaking in terror as the satyr desperately tried to cover his face, "W-Why?!"

Ascal quickly fell back behind their stone cover, hurriedly explaining, "Okay! He's just taken ahold of his puppet, just as I thought! Now, we need to think of a-"

Kyra immediately hopped over the rocks, not bothering to plan for anything as her feet slammed into the facing below, her body crouching down to handle the blow, sending Aerxaxx into a mad twist of his neck toward her, his face blurred within some phase distortion, though his anger was plain enough through the haze.

"What 's this?!" he demanded, stomping toward Kyra.

She quickly rushed up toward him, jumping right at him, sending a knee directly at his face, though he quickly grasped ahold of it, sending Kyra's momentum right over his head and onto the opposite side of him, the satyr quickly spinning around to eye her critically.

"C'me on, bitch; y' wanna fuckin' play?!" he shouted with a demonic roar.

Before he act further, his legs were swept out from beneath him, sending him falling backwards as Vylira threw a hand through the air, grasping his neck and using her entire body weight to throw him straight into a nearby rock facing, the satyr quivering as he crashed into the rock, shaking his head as he quickly returned to his feet.

His face remained distorted, half of his power being used to control Ulric, but there was enough of his physical presence for the Silverwings to clearly notice the fury pouring from his mouth, "I'VE WAITED TOO LONG FOR THIS!"

Aerxaxx's arms shot out, sending a large, sickly tentacle shooting out from some dark void that manifested just before his hand, the appendage flying through the air toward Vylira until Kyra slid low toward her, kicking her sister's feet out from under her, sending her falling below the ghastly presence. Aerxaxx grumbled heatedly as he reigned in the creeping tentacle, which floundered about in that void that encased his hand.

"You will fall…" he whispered quietly, his arm shaking wildly, "Your lives are forfeit…"

As the Silverwings returned to their feet, they managed to see Ascal above the satyr without moving their eyes toward him, not giving him away. The druid's eyes remained multicolored, though a terrified look crossed his eyes. He threw out a hand, shaking his head with a dignified air.

"Aerxaxx!" he shouted, heatedly, forcing the satyr to wildly spin around to find the source of his word.

Sensing his chances diminishing, Aerxaxx began skittering in place, his head jumping back and forth as his feet slid back and forth, "Come down, elf! Let me end that life of yours, too!"

Aerxaxx threw his hand out, sending the tentacle flying through the air like the cracking of a whip, attempting to intimidate the druid, though Ascal remained firm, "You chose the wrong beings to hunt down, demon. You seriously think that the Emerald Lady could be felled so easily by your master?"

Growing more apprehensive, Aerxaxx's teeth shown in sick alignment, his voice straining fearfully as he eyed the two Silverwings, "Enough of this!"

He dashed toward the two, sending the tentacle flying toward the both of them, and while Kyra managed to duck away, the satyr directed the slithering barb at Vylira, just catching her around the neck as she gasped, horrified, "Gaaah!"

Aerxaxx laughed maniacally, dragging her to the ground as he spun around, realizing his newly acquired bargaining chip, "Bah ha! Come get me now, elves!"

Kyra's eyes grew suddenly at the sight of her sister, Vylira remaining unmoved on the stone ground, save for a few movements throughout her body which could only be described as writhing inside of her. Her eyes remained wide open, a dark light slowly covering her brilliant light as the tentacle dug into her neck.

At this, Ascal immediately through a hand up into the air, his face contorting into a fierce look as Aerxaxx continued to laugh, shaking his horned head, "Last chance, druid! You act, she dies! I've killed every sort of druid on this world; I know exactly what you're going to do before you do it!"

Ascal's lips turned into a cocky smirk as his rainbow eyes shut tightly, "No you don't."

Aerxaxx stared up at the man, curiously, but quickly turned back toward Vylira, not knowing exactly what Ascal was up to. He furiously reached down to take a hold of her, but Kyra threw her body into the satyr's side, though it failed to faze him. He simply grasped Kyra's head and forced her to the ground with a *thud*, yanking Vylira's body up into the air toward Ascal.

"Three!" he shouted, counting down, "TWO!"

"Aerxaxx!"

A female voice broke through the very air that surrounded the four of them, cackling like a meteor through the very incineration of the atmosphere above them. Aerxaxx's eyes fearfully shot open as he looked around, hunting for the source of that god-like voice.

"W-Who's there?!"

Ascal's eyes opened, revealing a rainbow-colored sheen over both his eyes, "Ysera."

Another massive crackle popped through the air as Aerxaxx took a terrifying spin around, still hunting for the voice as his eyes grew massive in his fright.

"I see you."

The satyr began to sweat a horrible liquid, the world beginning to spin around him as he looked, back and forth, his eyes covering the landscape surrounding him.

"I know you."

His teeth chattered.

"And I know whose dominion you reside beneath."

Aerxaxx's eyes blackened as the tentacle quickly unwound from Vylira's neck, the night elf gasping back to life as her limbs suddenly burst back to life, grasping at her face as she coughed, desperately. The barb slithered back into the void, but in a split second, Ascal had appeared directly before the satyr, reaching out and grasping at the tentacle just as the last of it nearly disappeared into the void.

"N'zoth."

Aerxaxx's body went cold as Ascal reached toward the tentacle with his other hand, grasping at it and yanking it back out from that void, like a fisherman viciously yanking a line from the ocean, his arms flying forward in rhythm to continuously pull the beastly barb out.

Aerxaxx's eyes shot black as he froze in place, a vicious whispering running through his mind.

"Kill."

"Do it."

"Chop it off."

"Now."

The satyr's eyes watered as he grasped a dull knife that hung from his belt, lifting it into the sky as his tears flew all over the place, Ascal's eyes watching him as he went on, knowing that he wasn't the true recipient of the blade's edge. Indeed, Aerxaxx dropped his hand, viciously, into his arm, a blood-curdling cry escaping him as the knife severed his skin, muscles, and nerves.

"Gaaahahaaa…" he cried, pitifully, viciously chopping at his arm, rushing to sever the void that encompassed his hand as Ascal continued pulling on the resisting tentacle.

"You have no-"

A final, decisive slash and Aerxaxx's arm fell to the ground, the rest of his body falling to its knees as he collapsed into a blubbering river of tears and snot, his body shaking horribly. Kyra, crouched at her sister's side, watch in terror as the satyr's arm flopped along the ground before slowly covering itself in a black mass before dissolving into the ground. The blackness followed up the length of the tentacle, right up into Ascal's hands, the barb dissolving before him as his rainbow eyes watched, curiously.

Aerxaxx's face returned to normal, now unable to match his full strength, and he quickly worked his way up to his feet, desperately trying to escape by working his way down the mountain, crying horribly as he clutched what was left of his arm, his cowardice finally getting the better of him. Kyra quickly grasped her sword, her teeth barred as she jumped after him, but Ascal quickly stopped her, pointing up into the sky.

"My Lady will take care of it," he assured, reverently, "Do not worry."

Aerxaxx pitifully ran across the ashen sands of the Blight, his tears running down in such copious amounts that they stained the ground beneath him as his body weakened further and further, more and more of his blood gushing out from his arm. His body's quivering had increased further and further, his head still turning back and forth, trying to find that voice that had quieted the voices within his mind, worried that its silence meant the end for him.

He slowed as he slowly reached his head up for the first time, a gasp escaping him as he noticed the bright light sitting in the sky, his eyes growing fearfully, like saucers, as he steeled his resolved, returning to dashing across the ash with a desperation that brought more tears to his face.

"Don't!" he pleaded, ""Please!"

"When you see your master, and I do not mean Xavius, within the nether, tell him…"

Aerxaxx fell to his knees, knowing his time had run out. He bowed his head into his chest, clutching his scalp with his one hand, digging his sharp, twisted nails into his skin as he fell into a pile of quivering nothingness.

"Tell him that it's his turn to drown within a circle of stars."

Above the satyr, high above the very heavens that surrounded Azeroth, within the vastness of space, a single star coursed through the vacuum of nothingness, shooting like a comet through the fiery atmosphere above Northrend.

Aerxaxx's teeth clenched as he angrily muttered, more to himself, "Until next t-"

With the mighty roar of the sun itself, that star careened into the ground surrounding the satyr, shattering into a cacophony of brilliant starlight that left the very ash devoid of the satyr's presence. The glittering bits of starlight sparkled through the air for just a moment before settling atop the ash of the Blight.

"For you, Sister."

A/N: In my Word doc, Aerxaxx's mind whispers are right-justified, which FF has no setting for. I hate to give them the prominence that center-justified gives, but it's the best I can do with this formatting xD