I swore I would kill them with my own hands.

I'm talking about Edurtz the Crazed and Silverpaw.

I'll never forget their voices.

The Shulacks and Kobolds were pleading for their lives, but those two treated them like dirt. And called them worthless. And mocked them.

I am plotting revenge against those guys.
Do you see? Do you see my resolve?

Please. I don't have the strength to exact revenge. So I'm asking you, Daeva, to do it for me.

I'll tell you the names again: Edurtz the Crazed and Silverpaw.
I'll reward you handsomely if you kill them.

The reward will be as big as the pride of the Shulacks.
(With a complex facial expression.) Well done.

But why am I not satisfied?

Perhaps it's because I didn't kill them with my own hands...