"You're not a monster"
“I do not need pity, kaldorei.”
The words of the elven man were sharp and cutting, tendrils of pride flowed through his words, such terrible arrogance the undead knight held to the words that came from the nightelf’s mouth.
Maybe the words were meant to soothe his sundered soul but truly the deathknight did not care anymore. Words are nothing against him for he was like saronite; cold and impenetrable.










