Part III - Drinkin' From the Sunwell

She's the devil on your shoulder, whispering in your ear.

Because you don't want to know what happens when a rat wanders into the Sunwell.

The dark green water in the Black Temple's sewer system gives these hydras their distinctive color.

Hundreds of these wisps came together to defend Hyjal from Archimonde and save the world.

A smaller gargoyle that is used to divert the flow of rainwater on scourge buildings to prevent mausoleum flooding.

Magic-addicted elves too small and frail to serve in Kil'Jaeden's army were relegated to servant roles for the higher-class demons.

It's just a little mad.

It's only mildly irritated.

It's only somewhat interested.

What's that smell?

The Twisting Nether is an infinite abyss of terrors and one small corner of extreme cuteness.

A fragment of the great abyssal Supremus, Abyssius contains enough fiery essence to burn a hole right through your pocket.