Vyre looked back at Ophidian and shook her head.<span style="color: purple"> "I never regret. All I can promise is that I won't kill her." </span>She brushed off his hand and was soon after beating down Kitori, the smaller Elf's shield doing nothing against the force of Vyre's blows. Despite being outclassed in every way, Kitori still stood strong against the weapon master's onslaught until her her shoulder caved with a sickening crunch and she collapsed.<span style="color: purple">"Get up." </span>Vyre kicked Kitori onto her back and glared down at her.<span style="color: purple">"Get. Up." </span>Kitori whimpered quietly, blood pouring freely from her ruined arm, as she struggled to stand up.<span style="color: purple"> "You finally have a chance to fight for you man, to defend your honor and this is it? THIS is the might of Ophidian's mate? This is what you so blindly defend, Ophidian? And I'm the bad person here." </span>With a weak battle cry Kitori lunged at Vyre and just barely cut her cheek. Vyre touched the small trail of blood as it appeared on her cheek and smiled.<span style="color: purple">"There it is, there's that fighting spirit. Unfortunately it came too late."</span>Kitori barely had time to turn around before Vyre's staff slammed into her mid section and launched her into a nearby tree with a enough force to leave an imprint in the trunk. Vyre glared defiantly at Ophidian then walked off into the forest as Kitori slowly fell from the tree, blood leaking from the corners of her mouth and face frozen in pain as she lay face first in the dirt.<br/><br/>Karren sat down in Whisperia's lap with a purr and smiled.<span style="color: orange"> "Today was a very productive day, especially considering how weak both Azu and Arlokk are. I guess I overestimated how much strength they had physically. Maybe you'd like a massage to help relax a bit?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>