He looked interested. "Oh, so they do exist. I had one person saying they did, and the rest of the town saying they didn't, so I wasn't sure who to believe. So, if I have a few weeks to wait, then I think I will hit them first. No sense letting the enemy get their feet back under them after a beating like I just handed them. They took nearly two thirds of two armies and tried to disrupt the negotiations I was sent to protect, and they lost every undead, three man sized bat undead things, and the skeletal dragon that I used to make Sapphire, as well as three fairly competent necromancers. So I think, just to make my point about being unamused at them attempting to kill Summer Court diplomats, I will find their base, kill the members I can, and scatter the ashes to the winds. The bones I will consecrate, bury in miles apart, upside down at crossroads, to make sure they got the message.<br/><br/>And if they are lucky, I will decide they have suffered enough."