I did what was asked of me, and was then banished for it. Next time I promise to just allow the demon armies to storm through our land if you are going to get so uppity about it.

[Illidan's voice came out in an exasperated tired drawl, rather than his usual argumentative self. He leaned against the wall next to him, letting his wings droop to the ground. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable way to have them, but he was too tired to keep them upright. His broad chest heaved a he struggled to breath through discomfort and congestion, and his forehead was coated in a light sweat.]

My symptoms are as you see before you.

[His way of saying 'more than I am letting on and I on't want to talk about it']