<Alexstrasza eyes you coolly.>
Save your ally, <name>. Now, I think it would be best if you leave. Not all of my brood are as tolerant as I am.
<The Lich King's presence is overwhelming.> Do you know why the red dragonflight seeks to prevent us from finding our prize? The bones of a great red dragon teem with the essence of life, even decades after its passing. You will consume this life essence, blight it, and turn it to undeath. And then you will raise a dragon. Fly now into the north. Find this glacier, and your destiny. <The presence fades.>
