You stand before General Jakra'zet, lord of de armies of Zandalar, enforcer of her seas and bringer of war.
And I do not like you.
It took years to earn my place here after your Horde laid waste to my people. You will not undo what I have built.
I will see you kneel before King Rastakhan. I will watch you beg as he lets me take your head for a trophy. I will fling your corpse into de wastes of Vol'dun.
Her "Highness" may object... but she is not queen yet.
Come. Let us fly to your fate.