Emerald Dream Realm, the city of Lorelia.
"To maintain the peace of the world, I will vanquish them in my master's name!"
"For the horde! To spread the glory of my master across all the realms, we will crush them!"
"For Soraya's gifts, and for the eternal friendship of Lorelia and Dirtclaw, we will annihilate them!"
Soraya couldn't help but laugh. Perched atop Dirtclaw's back, Lorelia was a whirlwind of adorable seriousness, brandishing the longsword Orion had given her. She pointed it toward the sky, shouting slogans as she reviewed her little spiders, who were marching in an orderly line into their transport Nest.
Ever since receiving Orion's order to join the battle in another realm, Lorelia had been vibrating with excitement, and she had dragged Soraya into this little departure ceremony. The most ridiculous part was Dirtclaw, the shameless Hell-Drake Hound, who was gleefully playing along, barking out his own versions of her chants.
