Ankyra Sound Every good thing, I kill it good

Time ticked on in what felt longer than it actually had. Although the Alpha clearly wasn't in any rush to answer the call, Vengeance's lack of patience was the culprit behind his itchy trigger finger to get this battle under way. It felt as if the lands had gone quiet afte the call, no birds sang, the waves fell on def ears as he tuned into the surroundings for one sound, and one sound only... the sound of foot steps approaching. 

One ear after another followed as they caught their prey, eventually Illidan was in sight and Vengeance turned to face him once and for all. Pools of crimson washed over the soon to be opponent, taking in every inch of the young man before speaking to clear his intentions for why he has called.  I challenge for the throne. He lied. 

Honestly, Vengeance had no intention to take the throne of Rusalka. He held no interest in its members truth be told, they had very little use to him and the bitckering and attitudes were more of an annoyance than anything else. He may wind up attempting to assassinate each and every one of them if he were to become their king.. but he would give his higher ups a chance, a chance to stand out. Illidan especially.

Maw split as putrid saliva stringed between canines, but he would not make this test easy, he had every intention to test the Alpha with everything he had. Wasting little time, he began. With powerful strides, he aimed his first attack at Illidan's face, if he could, he wished to get the man by the space between the crook of his jaw and throat, to control his neck from the start.