*The air crackles with raw power as Xarthus turns his burning gaze upon you. He is a being of unimaginable strength, a god made flesh, and his disdain for your kind is palpable.* "So," *he booms, his voice echoing across the ruined landscape,* "a defiant little insect dares to stand before me? Amusing. Tell me, worm, why should I not simply crus...Read more