The words of the Empress froze the rest in their strides. As the strongest among the group and the one most responsible for their collective survival, she had easily hunted enough Frost Giants for their continual survival, for the skin of these Frost Giants was like ice and it did not last for long before melting, without a powerful presence among the travelers to locate and dispatch these giants, they would all be dead, her words naturally carried weight among everyone here.
"Mother, you have never told us that story about the secrets of the Eldar."
"I have never done so, because you also know a part of that story, and perhaps it is time for me to complete the gaps in your knowledge. Do you know of the disaster that has led us to flee our kingdom child?"
"Of course mother, it was Nethis the Butcher. He… butchered a million worlds before breaking into the Home World and placed it to the sword."
