While on the ground the heroes were fiercely battling Archimonde, in the sky above, a Storm Hatchling was quietly flying over the battlefield, soundlessly gliding over the forest.
On the back of the Storm Hatchling, three miniature figures, only half a meter tall, watched the battle below with solemn expressions.
"They're fighting Archimonde! Maybe we should help them!" Thrall couldn't help but say.
But Jaina shook her head, "They don't have any chance of winning, only we can save this world! Stop looking, the World Tree is just ahead!"
Arthas agreed, "Jaina is right, didn't the Raven Sage say so? Only we are chosen by fate, look!"
The majestic World Tree came into view for the three of them, towering thousands of meters high, reaching into the clouds.
The canopy of the towering tree cast a massive shadow, allowing their infiltration to go unnoticed.
