Their skeletal talons passed inched over his head as Fallenlinoge rolled under their attacks, no sooner was he back on his feet than they were striking at him again. This time he used his shield to protect himself from the hail of blows that they launched against him. A quick glance over his shoulder told him that his allies were now pulling the other undead that their foe had spawned into one location so with a powerful push he knocked the monster assailing him and ran toward the growing group.

As the reached the spot the ground beneath his feet had been sanctified by another of his order and instantly the undead switched their focus to this new threat. Making a quick exit he found himself standing next to Gnarl one of his oldest friends who was in the middle of hurling seed of shadow energy at the skeletons, moments later they exploded showering the pair in shards of bones. Form above them there was a roar of anger that echoed off the high walls.

“All Right here she comes again!” Greenpiggy yelled. “Everyone, get back to your positions.”

“It going to take me hours to get my hair cleaned,” Fallenlinoge complain to his friend. “Oh and look what they did to my shield I just got it polished.”

“Ah shut up pretty boy,” Gnarl laughed punching him in the shoulder. “Better get to you spot,” he added pointing at the descending undead dragon. “We are not done here.”

Still grumbling the blood elf paladin rejoined his group.

Some bosses really make every effort to make life hard, Felmyst is one of them. To start with, she hits like she means it, randomly attacks players, makes everyone run around and then has the nerve to take off and start breathing all over the place - naturally spawning many skeletons.

This is certainly a fight that demands you be at your keyboard and paying attention or she will punish you and everyone else in the raid. Alas like all the bosses we have faced so far, her fate was...
‘I did my best’ the last words uttered by yet another foolish dragon that thought she could take on a enemy more powerful than herself, well if there was one thing the raid force was going to do, they were going to give it more than just their best. Twenty five minds all thinking the same thing – ‘Lets kill that lizard’.

“Ahh! More lambs to the slaughter!” Brutallis yelled signalling the start of one of the most intense battles that the raiders had ever fought. He slashed and stabbed at them with his blades laughing and taunting them all the time yelling things like “I live for this,” or “Another day another glorious battle.”

But his brutality was more that matched by his puny foes, fireballs scorched his hide, blades and axes found their way through his tough armoured scales and tore into the soft flesh below, powerful shadow magic infused into his body making him more susceptible to further attacks, his upper torso became riddled with arrows.

“So much for a Challenge… DIE DIE!” the pit lord roared shaking the walls and the ground around him as he unleashed the most destructive blows that he had ever thrown, but to his horror a tiny figure leapt on to his right blade and hurled himself upwards a gold glowing axe raised high above his head. Then before Brutallis could even think about what was happening the axe dug deep into his neck just under his head, before the weight of its wielder pulled it downwards opening the demon up from head to toe…

The dust slowly settled as the raid members picked them selves up from the ground one though one remained where he was, black smoke rose gently from his body and his armour seemed to glow with the heat that it had absorbed. As he lay there he became aware that a few others had gathered round him and it seemed were waiting for him to rise.

“You alright man?” one of them asked as they reach out and help pull him to his feet. “Yeah where on earth did you get that idea from?” another asked he said nothing for a moment...
As she thought about the battle that was raging around her it was clear to her that it was one of two halves. On one there was the dragon Kalecgos who had once again failed to protect the essence of the Sunwell, which had apparently been transformed into a human girl, how this happened she was not sure but it was a complicated story involving the red dragon flight, a treacherous high elf and the scourge, none of which however was not important right now. The other half of the fight was against a powerful Dreadlord who called its self Sathrovarr the Corrupter that appeared to be within the dragon’s mind fighting its human form, she was not sure how that actually work actually and decided that it was best not to think about it too much.

It had been a hard fight what with the dragons arcane buffet, frost breath, exploding portals, then they also had to deal with the demons shadow bolt volleys, curses and brutal melee strikes. On top of all that they had to kill both their foes at the same time again she was not sure the reason for this either it was all a very strange.

“Hecavria!” yelled Leeunit whose loud voice did not seemed to fit with his size “Are you in or out?”

“Sorry was caught up in thought there,” the priestess replied smiling laying down her cards. “I’m in and gentlemen I think you’ll find that a full house wins the day,” there was a number of groans and curses from those around her drowning out the pitiful scream of pain from Sathrovarr as its fist hit Salvane’s shield.

“Oh come on!” Pacifier yelled clearly getting bored now. “How long does it take to kill that oversized lizard!”

As enjoyable as the trash before Kalecgos is, eventually you just have to stop messing around and play nice with the dragon. Kalecgos is actually a good dragon rather like Sean Connery in Dragonheart but instead of performing hi-jinx with peasants he will try and help you meet your maker.

The fight itself is...