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It seemed this little dispute had been resolves. Unfortunately, Khaine might just start another one soon after. When the female figure approached and gave her message, he snatched her out of the air, an armoured gauntlet closing around her neck. He made sure to relax his grip so as not to break her neck, and to allow her to speak, but applied enough pressure for severe discomfort. "There is a small creature of angelic origin that I am seeking. You represent this location to some extent. Tell me where this individual is if you possess the knowledge, or set your people to search if you do not." Needless to say, manners were nonexistent among the Sons of Baal. And a race of immortal beings had stunningly few compunctions about killing mortals for even the most minor of reasons.