" 'Damn you, Wood Elf!  Damn your treachery!' Dreketh's voice rang out in a clear and perfect harmony with the incessant thunder resounding among the hills.  'I will see you dead on the end of my blade!  I will taste your blood as it drips from my hands!  By Innoruuk's name, I so swear it!  I swear it!'"

Prints: N/A
Original: NFS.