"You will find that we are slow to forgive, and much slower to forget."

Pantheon continued to lead the way through the streets, taking several turns.

"I wasn't around back then, though. I've never killed a Rakkor." Shyvana idly protested, walking along. She then produced a slight smirk. "...besides you~."

"The Institute of War is a silly place."

Pantheon continued to trudge onward.

Shyvana laughed at that.

"Nice save." She said. "So, where are we going?"

"Toward the top of the mountain. You can see the Solari temple from there, and the council of the Rakkor. If you are lucky, or unlucky, you may see Jagen, our leader."

"...should I have my gauntlets at the ready?" Shyvana asked.

"If you want to be riddled with javelins and spears, then be my guest."

Pantheon said, darkly.

"Your tone implies that may happen, anyway." Shyvana said, shaking her head slightly.

"Be cautious and you will likely return home in one piece."

"Fear not." Shyvana replied. "If there's one thing I'm known for, it's keeping calm."