I chain blinked past the Naga, mostly avoiding their attention with a combination of Stealth, Fade, Invisibility, and the good old fashioned art of not being seen. I never stayed in one place very long, and as long as I was moving towards the giant glowing amber building I was making progress. My Eros persona was chosen because as a Watcher I didn't need to breathe, but I was also a trained bronze dragon chronomancer shout out to Doan.
As such, I could navigate into the erratic field of temporal energy without too much trouble. Behind me, the battle raged, in front of me were quite a few infinite drakes that could be felled with a single swipe of Strom'kar.
Xal'atath did not float among the stars, looking down upon the hundreds of overlord drones she commanded, but it was close enough for description. She visualized the locations of her drones using their memories of their surroundings, assembling the information into a useful format that she could work with, coordinating the actions of her many hand puppets. She did all this while comfortably nestled at Vanessa's hip and carefully watching the rapidly growing number of deaths that would herald her rebirth.
Most of her drones in Ahn'Quiraj were gathered around Cairne. The followers of C'thun were fanatically loyal to him, but many of the strongest servants he had were rather simple minded and had extremely simplistic inner lives. It was easy enough to twist perceptions and poach the Aqir with oaths of service to Cairne, at least until C'thun noticed and started countering her.
He could easily dispel her influence, but she only needed to wrest control for a few seconds at a time, and any energy diverted to her was draining her reserves, so she considered it a laudable use of her overlords. The heroes of Azeroth were quite able to rampage through the ancient city, and once they reached Ossirian he was defeated with shocking ease.
