When Elune passed out an immense pressure began to build on Ibara, slowly crushing her from every possible angle.<span style="color: #666600"> "Will you now? And what if there's just nothing left of you to recover? Maybe I'll just sit here and torture you for a while because of what you just did. Nobody will come to save you. You've burned every bridge you've ever had. Maybe you'd like to see inside the mind of chaos? Don't worry, I won't let you die, Ras still loves you."</span>She smiled sweetly and soon Ibara's mind was assaulted by The'kal's own essence.<br/><br/>"Well thank you, I like you as you are too. I think I'm going to go lay down though. Care to join me?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #00b359">"I'm sure tha eggheads back in RnD have already come up with such a metal but can't mass produce it. Not everyone can just snap their fingers and make things appear." </span>He shook his head and smiled.<span style="color: #00b359">"'Course you don't see a difference, you don't know what you're looking at. Ye don't understand subtle changes that can have a drastic effect on how someone looks. Eh, well ye haven't exactly done a good job of provin' you ain't one either. Jus' bein' honest. Ye kinda walk around like ye jus' own the whole planet an' then think other people are dumb fer thinkin' ye look weird."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>