"Just enough for it to not be considered genocide and even then... that's too many but that's where mercy comes in, and that's part of the title. With Silvermoon's enemies dead, the ocean on one side, and friendly territory on the other I wouldn't have to worry about it. Nothing for me would change but this burning rage would be extinguished. I'm sure sure she'd be a little more willing to speak when I'm tearing the hell hole apart one floor at a time." Ras let out a low hiss as he traveled through the Barrens, making no attempt not to crush the Orcs and quillboar fleeing from him. "You say that like I would anyone left to tell the story, that she'll ever see me in my true form. Relene would learn from this, learn what anger can do to someone, what she does with the knowledge would be up to her." Once at the border of Ashenvale he took a deep breath and slowly shrank back to a Troll. "I don't know how long I can maintain this form, hopefully it's still here..." Without giving her or the combating Elves and Orcs time to question he took off into the forest with Amere on his shoulder. "You don't know how badly I want to kill somebody Amere, how strong the urge is to go back and slaughter them all, Orc, Tauren, Night Elf... People have threatened me with Ibara and Silvermoon's safety, if I'm seen within the walls of the city or near Ibara at all the city will be declared an enemy of the Horde and razed. And Vyre would be the one reporting to them, Vyre is the reason this is happening... if it wasn't for Sharindia and the promise I made her, I think I would have done so much more."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>