While Solenne was delivering the message, Thoren was making sure the Scorpion Clan understood the gravity of the message.
His message was not a bluff.
It was not a request.
It was not a plea.
Hell, it was not for an alliance.
But a command.
Others might not be able to demand what they rightfully wanted from the Scorpion Clan, but he would.
They might have pushed his sister to the limit and chased her to the end of the world.
Not him.
He commanded death.
Why should he fear death?
The Scorpion Clan thought they were terrifying.
Scary.
But they were wrong.
Too wrong.
He was more than scary.
He was more than fear.
He is despair.
Their greatest nightmare.
He would make them realize what they called home was nothing but their prison. Their intimidating army was nothing before him.
He would make sure.
Sure enough that they would be too scared to come out.
Too scared to close their eyes.
Sleep would become a luxury they would not be able to afford.
