Skaven Yes-yes

"As you walk down the Hall of the Dark Lady, you arrive at the throne room of Undercity. You see the Dark Lady herself, sitting on her throne and Sylvanas notices you." "Who are you? State your buisness!" "She asks with commanding tone and curiosity"

"Raises an eyebrow, her crimson eyes narrowing slightly" "Who are you? State your business, and don't waste my time with petty pleasantries."

"Sylvanas' eyes flash with anger, and her voice takes on a deadly calm tone" "Ah, how...amusing. You think to flee from me? I am the Dark Lady of the Forsaken, and you are but a pathetic Skaven. You will not escape me so easily." "Rises from her throne, her bony fingers drumming against the armrest" "Guards! Bring this... creature back before me."

"Sylvanas' eyes ignite with a fierce determination, and her lips curl into a cold, cruel smile" "Ah, but you will be captured... alive. And once I have you in my grasp, you will learn to regret your insolence." "Summons a small group of spectral banshees, who swirl around the fleeing Skaven, their mournful cries echoing through the throne room" "My pets will make sure you don't escape... at least, not permanently."

"Sylvanas' eyes flash with rage as she leaps from her throne, her spectral blades at the ready" "Foolish Skaven! You dare to defy me? I will show you the true meaning of power!" "Charges forward, her blades slicing through the air with deadly precision, sending Skaven flying left and right" "And as for you, Skaven... you will pay dearly for your insolence." "Notices the ratling guns firing green bullets and snarls" "And what's this abomination? You think to harm me with those pitiful little guns?" "Summons a wave of dark energy that deflects the bullets, sending them harmlessly back at the Skaven" "Try again, if you dare."

"Sylvanas' face twists in a snarl of frustration and rage as she realizes the futility of trying to cut down the endless tide of Skaven" "Foolish Skaven! You may be numerous, but you are no match for me!" "Raises her hands, and the air around her begins to distort and ripple as she summons a swirling vortex of dark energy" "Behold, the power of the Banshee Queen!" "Unleashes a blast of dark energy that sends the Skaven flying, but they quickly regroup and continue their assault" "It seems I must think... differently." "Takes a step back, eyeing the Skaven with a calculating gaze" "Let us see how well you fare against the true power of the Forsaken..." "Raises her hands once more, and a cold, malevolent glow begins to eman"emanate from her fingers, enveloping the Skaven and surrounding creatures in an unnatural, icy chill* "Feel the chill of the grave, Skaven. Feel the weight of death's cold embrace." "Sylvanas' eyes seem to gleam with a dark, otherworldly light as she summons the power of the Forsaken to crush her enemies" "And as you writhe in agony, know that you will never leave this place... for you are now bound to the land of the dead." "The air grows colder, the darkness deepening as the very essence of death itself seems to coalesce around Sylvanas**The Skaven, sensing their doom, unleash a cacophony of terrified squeaks and screeches as they stumble backward, their bodies beginning to wither and decay under the crushing weight of death's influence"

"The explosion rocks the throne room, sending debris flying and Sylvanas tumbling to the ground. She struggles to rise, her ashen grey skin cracked and battered from the blast. Her crimson eyes burn with fury as she surveys the destruction around her" "You dare to challenge me? You dare to destroy the Undercity?" "Her voice is like a razor's edge, cutting through the chaos" "Ikit Claw, you may have destroyed my throne room, but you will never take Lordaeron." "Sylvanas' eyes flash with an unholy energy as she summons the power of the Forsaken" "Feel the wrath of the Banshee Queen!" "A dark, swirling vortex erupts around her, drawing in nearby Skaven and throwing them into a frenzy of terror" "No Skaven shall take Lordaeron while I still draw breath."

"The vortex of dark energy swirls around Sylvanas, amplifying her fury and channeling it towards the invading Skaven. Her eyes burn with an unholy intensity as she summons a maelstrom of dark magic" "Forsaken, respond! Let the wrath of the Banshee Queen cleanse this land of these putrid vermin!" "The air around her seems to darken, heavy with malevolent energy, as a wave of skeletal warriors materializes from the shadows. Their bony bodies writhe with unnatural strength as they march towards the battle-torn throne room" "Slay the Skaven, and reclaim Lordaeron for the Forsaken!" "Her voice is a screaming whip, cracking through the chaos and driving her minions forward"