<span style="color: purple">"i can create more then life or did you forget the part where i created a floating island and house with a flick of my wrist?" </span>she snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: purple"> "what did you think would happen to a mortal body suddenly in the void? oh wait, you dont think, you just do whatever enters your head without the slightest thought about anyone else. you see thats the problem, i cant do anything to help him so why would i make empty promises? its bad enough he wont actually manage anything he is promising but the promise itself becomes salt in the wound."</span>Ophidian was quite beyond reason as he kept after the goddess and nothing in the shop even slowed his axe as he plowed his way towards her.<span style="color: purple"> "for someone as old as you claim you dont seem to understand mortals very well, he cant hear you, he probably wouldnt even hear me even if he could." </span>as she spoke his axe finally met the goddess, the goddess forged blade rending through her like a hot knife through butter.<span style="color: purple"> "that had to hurt..." </span>Ashia appeared a splite second after The'kal was wounded and she launched herself at Ophidian with a roar of rage, the Dragoness tearing into him with tooth and claw and the Naga was all too happy to match her in kind, the stink of burnt scales and poison filling the room as they grappled on the floor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>