"Your Silent King was as arrogant and ignorant as ever."
"That ridiculous traitor chief was like a little bug dreaming of manipulating everything. Did it think that once the Kasa Dynasty awakened, it would automatically join its camp for revenge?"
The Void Dragon instantly closed in on Trazyn, staring down at the overlord before it like a giant looking upon an ant.
With Trazyn's utterly undisguised explanation, the gods could easily discern why he had come all this way and why he had handed over the seal capable of locating the Kasa Dynasty's refuge for nothing.
The Necrons were not united. Every dynasty had its own ideas.
And above those dynasties with minds of their own stood the Silent King, the species' nominal leader.
However, the Silent King had many opponents. The most powerful among the dynasties opposing him was the Storm King, Imotekh.
Although Trazyn had not described the situation at the forefront of the confrontation between the two kings, anyone could guess that the Silent King was negotiating with the Storm King. Trazyn had set out with a fleet to take part in the war that might break out should the negotiations fail.
The two sides were deadlocked. If another powerful dynasty joined either side at a time like this, the side it joined would gain an enormous advantage.
The act of delivering the seal clearly had not been Trazyn's own idea. He likely would have preferred to add the seal to his collection, but the Silent King's orders were difficult for him to defy.
This was outright exploitation.
"The Silent King did indeed offer terms that were difficult to refuse." Trazyn looked directly at the Void Dragon. As his vocal device transmitted a message everyone could interpret, green light pulsed rhythmically across his face. "We can all