The bleak future of the End Time was silent. An echo of her former self, Jaina wandered the desolate remains of Dragonblight, never stopping, looking for some loose thread to explain what had happened. The dusk clung to the sky and dawn never came. Weeks passed before a sound was heard from the distance. An unrelenting cry. Curiously, the echo of Jaina began to walk in that direction. After hours of wandering, she arrived at the place formerly known as the Obsidian Dragonshrine.

She wandered slowly down towards a large pool of lava, with four floating platforms on the surface. As she crossed the first two, her footsteps alerted the hulking remnant of Baine Bloodhoof to her presence. He turned to face her, recognising her face but unable to remember where from, except the distant past. Why did he remember her? It had to be his rage. She did this. She brought this disrespect to his ancestors. She had to die.

Without warning, Baine charged through the lava and onto the platform she was stood on. Luckily, Jaina was prepared (not from being used to men charging at her, but from being a powerful mage) and channelled a volley of frostbolts at him, slowing the charge to a saunter. Baine swung at her violently with his Molten Axe, dealing some damage but lessened by the frost magic lingering on his body. He swung again but hit only air, as Jaina used Blink and appeared on another platform, firing off a Pyroblast. It hit Baine in the chest, angering him and causing him to charge once more. Empowered by the lava as he charged, Baine roared. Jaina launched a flurry of frost blades, but the Tauren was charging and therefore unaffected. He slammed into Jaina, striking twice and then pulverizing the platform, causing her to drop into the lava.

"...not like this..." she gasped, firing off a Flarecore and Blinking onto another platform. Baine climbed out of the lava and towards her, noticing the Flarecore out of the corner of his eye and wondering what purpose it served. As it detonated and bathed him in flames, he roared in pain, being hit by another frost volley but striking hard at her nevertheless. After about ten seconds of exchanging axe blows and pyroblasts, Jaina used Blink and reappeared on another platform, firing off another fan of ice blades. Baine prepared to charge, but threw his totem at Jaina instead, knocking her back into the lava, as he himself was hit by the icy blades and frozen temporarily. As he cooled down, he thought of his father, taken away from him. His father would have won this already, he thought. His father would have been strong and smart enough to know how to handle the fiery orb that the mage had fired off...

The ice unfroze. Baine charged for Jaina, jumping across the lava to her platform. Jaina fired off another Flarecore, which landed on the platform he'd come from. After the realisation of what was happening hit him, Baine turned and ran back onto the other platform, touching the Flarecore and detonating it prematurely. The damage was bareable. He turned and charged again, smashing his axe into the ground and breaking this platform. Jaina smirked and disappeared, reappearing on the platform. Baine swam through the lava, heavily injured and approaching her, narrowly avoiding the ice blades. He stepped towards her and swung again.

"Why do you persist? Stop now and I will spare your life!"

"I cannot fail my ancestors!" Baine roared, striking again. Jaina took the repeated axe blows, firing off a few frostbolt volleys but by this point the two of them were in danger. The fight continued for a few more seconds before Jaina realised what was going to happen. She couldn't take much more.

"You fight with honour. You have won."

She blinked and disappeared. Baine looked out over the pool of lava. The two middle platforms had been destroyed. The last one remained, but it was so far away...

The bubbles under the lava stopped.

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