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

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

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

It's just a little mad.

What's that smell?

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

It's only somewhat interested.

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

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

It's only mildly irritated.

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

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