<span style="color: #b3b300">"She won't need it, hopefully. I gave her the power to do everything she needs. From converting existing dragons to dragonlings, to protecting and healing her incubators. And she'll grow more powerful with age and wisdom."</span><br/><br/>The children happily took their chunks but noticeably left one on the ground and looked around for Chiren who was still in Emily's care. Bellith picked up the spare piece and blinked onto the table with a chirp expecting to see Chiren in her usual spot. The hatchling sat on the edge of the table and called for her missing sister then hopped down and ran off into the house with the smaller siblings in tow.<span style="color: #5900b3">"You understand how insane all of this sounds, right? Like... just pure insanity. You would let us all die before asking for help, from anyone who might be connected to him? And you would lose me, Ana, and our daughter if I went to visit my friend? Because I would be taking our daughter. Fucking insane. You've completely lost it. I'm going to talk to Order, but I'm going to stay with you and give you time to sleep this madness off and think about it." </span>She watched Ashia stood up and sighed.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Have you just given up on all of us and completely turned your back on us? You'd rather go die for dead children than stay and live for the ones that matter."</span>Vyre shook her head and sighed sadly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>