Karren waved off the Elf's attack, seemingly completely immune to the Elf while she spoke to herself with her back turned. It wasn't until Karren was buried that the Elf finally got Karren's attention again. The ground froze solid once again and slowly split open with a slow grinding sound as Karren rose from the ground on a pillar of ice completely unscathed. Karren slowly walked towards the Elf but something about the mage seemed different, one eye the usual ice blue while the other was tainted with demonic fury.<span style="color: orange">"You, Elf, want to kill me. Want to keep me from my one source of happiness, and make my mate suffer. Whatever is in my head wants to kill my mate, and make everyone suffer, hunt down everyone in Silvermoon... Me? I'm going to fix both of those issues. And then I'm going to go home and have a cup of tea with my mate, forget about Dalaran, and enjoy my life."</span>There was another surge of power from the mage but this time it was far more controlled and four massive blades of ice erupted from the frozen ground and danced in the air behind the mage.<span style="color: orange">"Make peace with your Goddess, Elf." </span>The mage became encased in a suit of razor sharp ice armor and charged the assassin with speed to rival her own.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>