Vyre slowly slithered over Nyaka's right leg, her weight crushing it instantly and drawing out a pained whine from Nyaka.<span style="color: Indigo">"Good, she's still alive."</span>She folded her arms across her chest  and looked down at Nyaka who was now writhing in pain.<span style="color: Indigo">"She's pathetic, I've wanted her as a pet for a very long time now." </span>She looked back at Ibara and continued.<span style="color: Indigo">"I watched this hardened killer grow up from a child, mature into a beautiful women, then vanish off the face of the Azeroth. Now I have her and she's a shadow of her former self. And remember what I told you when I first took you as my pet, I'm not a nice person but I am a fair owner."</span>One brow slightly raised as she slowly advanced on Ibara.<span style="color: Indigo">"You <i>can</i> throw it in the ocean, and you will if she dies. You will pick up the sphere the child is in, and you will cast it out to sea with Nyaka, and that Draenei. Now, Ibara, you have two options. One is save Nyaka, give her a place to stay within the city walls, or prepare yourself to dispose of two bodies and one unborn child."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>