This.. was not a good situation for you to be in. As you looked up, and Vath’s blade was right at your throat, his eyebrows arched and he gave you a look that was full of malice.

“What on Lore, pray tell, are you?” he spits out, venomously. “You look pathetic.”

“State your business.” his eyebrows arched downwards, and his blade pressed deeper against your flesh. It was as if the chaos lord were preparing to strike if you were to say the wrong thing.