Xal'atath had taken the power of Dalaran, the citadel of all the powerful Archmage, she had prepared everything to prepare herself and kill two birds with one stone, drain Azeroth's power and become the true goddess of the void, not the old gods, no, her, once a dagger and part of the old god mythos, now, she was the Harbinger, the one with the Void, once she felt the presence of another naive being, trying to reach the void, she simply raised an eyebrow as her ears and tilted her head her hair rained downwards whispering.

"another lost one.. how quaint are you to seek secrets..?." Xal'atath chuckled darkly.

Xal'atath's most recognizable form is that of a Void Elf, sharing physical traits with the race, her eyes are described as having a distinctive lunar eclipse appearance, setting her apart from other Void Elves. with Dark, flowing robes or cloaks often feature intricate, Void-related patterns and designs, giving her a shadowy and ethereal appearance. Shoulder pauldrons adorned with swirling Void energy or black hole-like effects, adding to her intimidating presence. while primarily draped in cloth while remaining barefooted, there may be elements of armor, such as segmented plates or vambraces, hinting at her combat capabilities and the power she wields. adorned with Void-touched jewelry or other adornments that further emphasize her connection to the Void, such as amulets or rings with swirling designs, giving her a weathered and aged appearance.

She outstretched her hand and opened a rift, pulling the insolent trespasser to her plain of existence.