He was dying...a trickle of blood come out from his mouth before he start quitly speaking:
How could he...? We fought for him, we died for him. Everything he have today was bought with our suffering. It was leader...our king. We trusted him. We would worshiped him if he have allowed it. Nothing he asked was too much. We would follow him to hell if he would asked. But he betrayed us.
How could he...
The last Thunder warrior
Emperor protects...until you are not usefull to him.