<span style="color: #ff0000">"Yes, but he's always been a well meaning asshole. After these changes I'm sure even I would have wanted to kick his teeth in. Good, they'd have to live with your creation, not me. Just treat her like a child, use small words and if that fails talk to Arlokk or Kuro. Both are well educated." </span>Karrie finally cracked a small grin.<span style="color: #ff0000">"You have a very telling energy signature. I'll know when she's around. Good, the last person to try poking me without my permission ended up in my vault." </span>She shrugged and her scythe appeared floating before her, the demonic weapon darkening the area around it and corrupting the ground beneath it even while floating.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I live in a constant state of decay with demonic energy burning away the dead material. My pain tolerance is... exceptional. And there is an appeal to having so much raw energy at your disposal. Absolute power corrupts, absolutely."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>