[ Alright, now THAT'S impressive. Styx takes advantage of Illidan's supernatural darkness, blending in with the shadows like he's been around this sort of magic all his life. Or in a past life, at any rate. ]

[ But it's that casual mention of 15,000 years that grabs his attention. ]

No kidding? Shit, how do you stop yourself from going crazy? I'm only pushing a hundred and I'm already running out of fucks to give.