<span style="color: purple">"I wouldn't expect you to be any use, no more than my mother at any rate. Who knows? Maybe it was the Infinite trying to cause trouble but last I heard they were trying to save Azeroth in their own ass-backwards way. I only remember parts of the torture, I'm sure the two are related. The only thing Nyarien and I have in common is our devotion to our pets. What's that goblin saying? A day late and a silver short? Your mother... your kind don't even have names, or faces, what you do means nothing in the grand scheme of things." </span>Vyre looked over the earmuffs then stuck them on Ana's head and smiled.<span style="color: purple">"These are used in the colder regions of the world to protect ears from frostbite, I guess these are for sound." </span>Sahra sighed and turned around, leaning against the anvil.<span style="color: blue">"Do you think she could summon her armor, weapon, and fight me again like that? It's hard to explain but Vyre doesn't... It's not physical or emotional. If we fought again, right now, I'd wipe the floor with her. If she had a proper weapon it would supplement her abilities better. I can fight forever with my armor and shield, her spear doesn't work anymore, it'll tire her out." </span>Vyre nudged Ana off of her and sat her pet down before summoning her armor and spear again.<span style="color: purple">"You're talking in circles, show me what you're saying." </span>Shrugged Sahra summoned her armor and in a flash had Vyre laid out with a crushing blow from her shield. Vyre was back on her feet and soon the fighting began again but while Sahra fought just as well as the first time Elune would notice the lack of power in Vyre's spear compared to Sahra's shield. When the sparring reached its pinnacle Sahra's shield began to glow brighter than before and with a blow that'd shake the building Vyre's armor was shattered and the Highborne nearly torn in two by the force.<span style="color: blue">"I am my shield, it's an extension of my body, of my will. Your spear, Vyre, is a weapon, and a weapon you're no longer fit to wield." </span>Holding her chest Vyre sat up and looked at Sahra both furious but defeated.<span style="color: blue"> "Think of yourself as a paladin. They are your light."</span>Sahra pointed at Ana and the Naga who had moved over to help her Mistress up.<span style="color: blue">"You live and die for your pets, you cannot defend a loved one with a spear. That, Vyre, is why your spear is no longer working. You're not a warrior, not a fighter, you're a defender. And like me, you need a shield."</span>She turned and walked back to her forge.<span style="color: blue">"But you're still stronger and faster than I am, you might with more aggression than I do. As such your shield and weapon will reflect that."</span>Vyre nodded slowly and moved back to her spot.<span style="color: purple">"That makes sense, I have been feeling... better since I got Xem back. Less on edge and more relaxed, these two are all that matter to me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>