<span style="color: orange">"You know as well as I do that one doesn't simply 'hold onto their mind'." </span>After creating and smashing several more statues Karren headed back home and flopped down on a conjured couch rather than the actual one.<span style="color: orange"> "I feel better after getting that out of my system. I can't kill her, and I'm not going to hurt my brother, so I'll just have to deal with statues."</span><br/><br/>Nyaka looked back at Sellendra as she came in and smiled wide.<span style="color: darkorange">"It's about time you got your ass home. Sarevess has been working her ass off in the temple and I've been left in this giant house all by myself." </span>She wasted no time moving to straddle Sellendra's waist, completely naked other than her usual apron.<span style="color: darkorange">"Darts? My sweet little Draenei is a marksman? Well, that makes me happy to hear. I'll have to see if I can get you a rifle, there's plenty of competitions for them and hunting is always profitable."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>