Xuelong stared at Ylerias, stunned by the audacity of her plan. Even Ryan seemed taken aback by her sheer ruthlessness.
"Ylerias, did something happen while you were scouting?" he asked.
Ylerias pressed her lips into a thin line before spitting out a name. "Rhazien Zaff Naxxremis Blankley."
At the sound of it, Xuelong's expression darkened, her frown twisting into a scowl. "That bastard is here."
Ryan glanced between them, clearly puzzled. Xuelong sighed, then explained, "One of the reasons we created such large groups is because we can't be everywhere at once. Ylerias had sent five of her subordinates to handle a situation. They didn't make it back."
Ylerias clenched her fists, her voice trembling with rage." Those filthy heretics defiled them—desecrated their corpses and left their remains as a message to me. Before the merger began, I was hunting them down. Now, I'll finally have my revenge."
