Redsand Canyon 'til I tear the walls

He listens eagerly to her well thought out points. Ultimately, he shakes his head with a soft spoken “No.” at her final question. “We must train, gather more members. More warriors. Then we can begin the reaping.” He chuckles, a dark twist on his words. A malicious glint in his molten gold eyes.

“War will be inevitable. Better to train for it and be ready. Perhaps initiate it or maybe trick them. It will all be situational. Still inevitable nonetheless.”