her hand gripping her darksword ready to strike him down.

nor would she easily roll over and allow this 'void' to erase her.

"You are not the first to attempt to destroy us, and you will not be the last. Heed my warning; if you continue to test me, I will strike you down, without mercy." The witch-queen would shift on Sulephet,

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Morathi would observe the other with critical eyes. She had come to the decision that this individual wasn't exactly aware of just how dangerous she was, or the meaning of her words.

She'd raise a brow as she opened her arms. "And what are you doing? Is this supposed to be a declaration of war?"

There was no reason behind why the dark elves did what they did. They were simply full of hatred and anger, corrupted by the dark magic and chaos that swirled around their planet.

"Naggaroth is our home, where we grow in power, so we can finally conquer Ulthuan, where those blasted high elves live, believing they are better than us. Exiled and made to live here, any who pass by our towers forfeit their lives immediately."

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"Their mere existence is what they did wrong. Any stupid enough to step foot on Naggaroth will either lose their freedom, or their life." She'd chuckle darkly, smirking. "You want to help them? Nonsense! They deserve every second of their eternal torture."

Morathi didn't know whether this person was stupid or just oblivious. "Clearly the mortal realms aren't all they're made out to be," she'd drawl, her words an obvious jab at the other.

"I usually spend my free time torturing the slaves who serve in my domain."

Perhaps the somewhat futuristic armour, or something else; Morathi couldn't quite place her finger on it just yet, but she knew fighting him would be difficult. Yet she wasn't one to cower and hide. After all, she had the blessing of Slaanesh on her side, as well as countless other chaos deities.

she would fight him off and come out victorious.

"Leave now, and do not return, or I will be forced to take action and eliminate you as a threat to my world." She didn't often give warnings, usually just eliminating threats right away, but there was something different about this one.

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not that she knew what that was...

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"You're different from the assassins I normally request," she'd muse, overlooking him with a critical eye. "Just how good are you?"

"Tell me, which planet do you hail from?"