Guan listened to everyone as they spoke, especially the Demilich. Each of the lords were interesting in their own rights, with each presenting a unique dynamic and powerful Dark Blessings. Everything was going roughly according to plan until Ja'rok spoke up. He pushed for a rescue mission; Refugees, he said. Unable to last without them, he said. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "<strong>You're too soft.</strong>" She said, letting the obvious challenge hang in the air between the various dark champions before continuing. "<strong>If they can't survive without you, they aren't worth wasting the weeks and months it will take to guide them back here. An entire refugee caravan? Through mountains and a Dwarven blockade? We can do more here.</strong>"<br/><br/>She walked over towards Elias, walking around Keiyurikyouu so as not to be in touching distance of the Dark-Elf. She had no intent on giving her an easy time groping her, and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to risk her own wandering hands finding dusky flesh. With her free hand, she pointed at the map, and specifically at the dark lands. "<strong>We can have the Dark Lands won in a week, if we do things right. If your tribe of Orcs are worth rescuing, they need to last a week.</strong>" Her hand moved towards the citadel of Clein Steelwrath. "<strong>This man is the Key to the Dark Lands. He's held back by the other five demi-lords, but if he wasn't? He'd be able to make an army for us while we did what we wanted.</strong>" Her hand moved over to the Realm  of the Craven Orc whose name she'd forgotten, and then towards the Mountains of the Hobgoblin Margath, "<strong>We should split into two groups. If we take out the Craven Orc...maybe replace him with Ja'rok, and convince Margath that we're a better chance to get revenge for her Mate and her children; probably with a fight...That would give us two armies in an instant. If we then convince Clein to work for us, spend the next month or so subjugating the other 3 lieutenants? That gives us time to pursue the Undercity, and the Pirate Cove.</strong>" She rubbed her chin for a moment, eyes still moving back towards the central kingdom of Thrune. She smirked a little as she thought about the Red Duellist. Her first rival in this land, and she barely knew anything about him. "<strong>Personally, I think our first big play should be in Thrune. That place is a powder keg ready to explode. If the new Queen were to wind up dead or, worse, on our side? Whose to say how big a blow that would be. Suddenly, the Heroes lose the faith of the people. The Kingdom fractures into smaller domains we can influence, or under whoever manages to turn the Queen...</strong>" She didn't even stop as the battle plans kept rolling in her mind. It was like two different minds; the Book reading victim, and the battle loving Villain, were both working in perfect unison to come up with her best version of a scheme. "<strong>I'd be lying if I didn't admit I was a little biased though. I want a chance to fight the Red Fucker, and I'm always gonna pick the direct path. If I want something, I'm damn well taking it.</strong>"<br/><br/>After a few moments, she exhaled and smiled; her eyes moving from Keiyurikyouu and Elias towards Ja'rok, Vera, and Gazra. "<strong>If you guys have a better plan, I'm all ears. I know you three have preferences, but we can't waste our last chance to teleport freely.</strong>" After a brief moment, she even blew a kiss at Ja'rok, teasing him further after the 'soft' comment from the start of her speech.