The Tarkat infected man sat silently, reflecting on everything that had happened since he met those three Earthrealmers. He was more than grateful that Empress Mileena was making living conditions better for Tarkatans, the new Empress treated his colony much better than her mother had.

Baraka's breathing was accompanied by growls that he couldn't help. Every day he could feel the disease slowly ravaging his body, as if it enjoyed turning him into a bloodthirsty monster much more slowly.