The Polluter's Final Dance - Bonus Chapter [15]

(Bonus chapter for word-count changes [1/5])

"Will he really take the bait?"

Illidan's cold voice sounded beside Kil'jaeden, carrying a trace of distrust. The Conqueror, seated upon the throne that had once belonged to the Grand Executor, scoffed at the question.

Still recovering from injuries that would likely never fully heal, he waved a claw and said:

"Why call it 'taking the bait'? You make it sound as if I'm deceiving the esteemed Dark Titan with false information. But have I lied?

I merely spoke the truth.

The Dim Light Cosmic Domain truly is restless. It is the filth-ridden den of the starry river, and best of all, its point of entry into the material cosmos lies very far from Argus.

Even for a Dark Titan who walks the stars, it is an exceptionally long distance."

"I still have the same question."

Illidan raised a brow and said:

"Will he take the bait?

Especially now that he already knows Diakum and the Eredar's next target is Argus, would the Dark Titan truly risk losing both Fallen Titans and fel energy's stronghold in the material universe just to deal with those Void vermin that have occupied the galaxy for nearly ten thousand years?

No leader with a functioning mind would be deceived by such a diversionary trick, would they?

The Dark Titan could come to Argus first, resolve the problems here, then turn back and deal with the pests of the Dim Light Cosmic Domain. It would not waste much time."

"The fact that you can say that proves that even after hunting demons for ten thousand years, you still do not understand Sargeras's way of doing things."

Kil'jaeden was very confident.

He shook his head and said:

"If the Dark Titan needed to compare two troubles before deciding which to