"You even gave streaming orbs to your Soulers!" Olana gasped, noticing the perspective shift. These angles were impossible unless the ethereal warriors themselves were carrying the recording devices into the very heart of the enemy's sanctuary.
"What's the point in killing them inside their own ships if no one is there to witness it?" Hye shrugged, his expression cold and detached. "A secret victory is a wasted victory. I want to carve the deepest and strongest impression possible into the soul of everyone watching this."
Olana nodded slowly, the realisation of his strategy finally taking hold. "I see. You wanted to send a definitive message to the other apex races. You're making a bloody example out of the Toranks today so that you won't have to waste time fighting the Hescos or the Hectors later. You're winning future wars before they even begin."
