<span style="color: #ff0000">"An hour ago I wasn't scared of death, now I want the peace it'll bring. But I'll go with you and humor you. For now." </span>The Observer moved closer and the power of Ophidian's spear became unstable and crackled wildly in his hand.<span style="color: #006666"> "I was handcrafted by the Corruptor. The power of a dead child is nothing to me. But I didn't lie, I said it may not be lost not that I would find it. I stated a possibility, so long as you treat my mistress with the respect she deserves... A much or as little as that may be, I will keep an eye out for a timeline missing its worm."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>