Hail, Daeva.

T'were it not for Stormwing, the fiend, I wouldst still draw breath.

But 'tis not the loss of mine life I lament... 'Tis the loss of mine honor.

Mine ire shall not cool until I exact retribution. I come for ye, Stormwing, and thou shalt know suffering at mine hands....

"I can get behind that."