Alexstrasza only briefly removes her eyes from the corrupt earth warden, sending a brief glance to her emerald sister with a slight smile upon her dark red lips in hopes of providing a bit of comfort to the dreamer. Fear, discomfort and hopelessness echo within her thoughts, yet she does her best to suppress them, preventing them from ever reaching her façade as she once more looks upon Neltharion.<br/><br/>Once more the saddened look returns to her eyes, sorrow mingling again with the hatred for the one who she once fought alongside against the mighty Galakrond, he who was chosen to guard the realm of earth. He who had fallen to corruption, having forsaken his name to become Deathwing.<br/>The dragon queens chest rises softly as she slows her breathing before opening her mouth to speak with her former brother.<br/><br/>Should she succeed and not be stopped immediatly, her words would resound with a soft, calm tone albeit with echoes of pride, confidence but also unease infiltrating her voice. "We both know that this plan of yours will never work, Neltharion. The others know of our dissapearance, it will not be long before they come to our aid. Release us, and let us help you become who you once were."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>