"The world didn't know the Hand existed and they still lashed out in response. Sharindia, you've watched the world from the safety of a glass box. I've had to actually participate in it. He'll waste what's left of his life trying to slaughter men and wait for the dust to settle hoping for the new group of assholes to get along. And Eldryn's kind are known to be every bit as vengeful and twisted as mortals, Elune won't police him, she has a family to worry about and there's likely not a damn thing she can do to him when he eventually shows his true colors. And with The'kal going off the deep end there's nobody to clean up after him." Ras shook his head and looked back at Sharindia. "When you smash a vase you can sweep up all the pieces into a nice pile, but it's still a ruined vase. All he'll do is just pile everything up and move on, he has no respect for Azeroth or those that live on it. Like he said, he's only doing this to protect himself and Elune. He'd probably just destroy Azeroth as a whole if he could get away with it."<br/><br/>The'kal shrugged and smiled again.<span style="color: olive">"Nobody else does, why would you be any different? I save Karren and Karrie, let you and Whisperia keep your mates forever, but I'm still a villain. I could go purify Northrend of the Scourge's taint and I'd still be considered the worst thing to ever happen to this world."</span>With a heavy sigh she stood up and conjured a large, flowing robe and scythe that resonated with her power.<span style="color: olive">"Maybe I'll go do just that. Sow a little good will that continues to go hated."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>