Amor é universal, SIM

     The two titans clashed again and again, using their spells to toss one another about the cavern. Dargonax paid no mind to the tiny creatures around them, but Zzeraku did. He saw the dwarves and the wizard and, most of all, the draenei - Iridi, he knew through their contact - struggling not only to survive, but to defeat the evil in this place, an evil akin in many ways to what he had once embraced but was now utterly revolted by.

     Whereas Zzeraku had been brought here by force, they had come willingly to this place, come willing to sacrifice themselves. Zzeraku struggled to understand that willingness even as he battled Dargonax. They fought for something that meant more then their lives, something that would help others more than themselves....
     That knowledge made him all the more ashamed at what he had been in the past... a twin in spirit of grotesquerie against which he now struggled.

     No! I will not be like him! She found me of worth! I will not be as this one...I will not be!

     And although he sensed just how powerful Dargonax truly was and just how much chance he really had against him, Zzeraku knew that, if only for Iridi, he would fight to the end...whichever end fate decreed.

     For her...