The Second Supreme Monarch almost frowned, his demeanor threatening to collapse beneath the weight of everything he had just heard. His expression, usually as unmoving as an ancient statue, shifted into one of brief surprise before his face returned to its apathetic state. He doubted his ears as he listened to the two Warlords before him, every word they uttered pressing against the limits of reason.
They had just delivered news about the Forsaken Cult purging mission. The mission's success was not the surprising part; in fact, it was expected. However, the details of that mission were simply absurd, beyond absurd, they were impossible, ludicrous even to imagine.