"But..." Vordakai's teeth click, like a death rattle, and the desiccated flesh around his empty eye socket con
"But..." Vordakai's teeth click, like a death rattle, and the desiccated flesh around his empty eye socket constricts. "But this will take time. Perhaps too much. Your sons and daughters may be nothing more than dust when my empire dawns over Golarion."
