Hatred!
That grief and hatred, seemingly boiling over, nearly materialized.
This was a question that perhaps many Frost Titans couldn't fathom even as they lay dying.
These dragons, originally scared out of their wits by the Titans' sudden appearance, why were they now filled with sorrow, anger, and charging at them with such reckless abandon?
Yes, they didn't even know it all happened because one of their titans, upon crashing to the ground, had accidentally stepped on a Drow...
A Drow who had almost never been noticed by their lord, David, yet had somehow 'saved' all the young chromatic dragons in the camp.
From this Drow, they had experienced a maternal affection that not even their birth mother, Neil, had ever shown them...
Motherly love.
And all of this had come to an abrupt halt because of these large brutes that had suddenly appeared in their territory.
