Voldemort had a small smile that slowly grew to a full grin, a grim image as I have never seen the man smile before. Another clue that he only wanted power and he finally had it. Handed to him on a silver platter by Tobias. The fact that Voldemort was so blatantly clueless at being manipulated by my former apprentice would have caused me to laugh if it wasn’t for the threat in front of us. "Come, Voldemort, let the knife-eared queen and her.. blood suckers deal with the might of the Abyssal Lords. It’s time we leave."