[With Saleh pinned, he leans in his face right in front of the human, and his voice building in both volume and tempo as he goes on-] I am a leader. I was named the Warchief of the Horde. I has bested demons and the Scourge and despite setbacks, my plans will succeed!

[His eyes take on a hint of madness now - a smirk of unknown origin curls onto his lips. a cruel smirk, one which is cold and filled with the resentment he feels. At this village. At the Malnosso. At this world] There will be war, and I will have my soldiers, and your logic- has! No! Bearing!

[And with that he brings his arm off of Saleh to allow him to move, but he also swings a heavy fist into the tree his just pinned him to, with enough force to tilt it slightly ... so you know, he would do well to move]