Look not to me for mercy. If it was mercy you were after then perhaps you should not have lifted your sword to me in battle. All I have to offer you is death – Korax at the treaty of the battle of Suldan. No treaty was agreed, and a thousand humans were mercilessly slaughtered.
Born cursed, Korax has wandered the world of Tiberium for over 500 years, selling his sword arm to the highest bidder in search of a cure for his tortured soul. Ill tempered and of little respect for the other races of Tiberium, he leaves a trail of death and destruction where so ever he passes.