<span style="color: #666600">"Just look for the mothers in Elerona's memories and then see if they conceived any children, then see if those children are on our version of Azeroth now." </span>The'kal was clearly unconvinced.<span style="color: #666600">"You would do us both a favor if you just stopped interacting with him. As long as you try to defend Destroyer's actions you're only ever going to fight with him and all that does is upset me. And you like upsetting Ras too much to ever admit Destroyer was wrong. Ras isn't bound by mortal limitations, because he's not a mortal. I made him. He'll live as long as I will should I choose to. He is my son, yes he has hurt me, but he has also made me proud to see him grow up and succeed in life." </span>She nodded and looked down at Azeroth again and nodded.<span style="color: #666600">"I know. I know there's nothing we can do to save them all, but I still feel obligated to try to help them. I've been here since the beginning and I've probably caused as much harm as I've healed... The Legion is a non-issue, we have the means to immunize our own against the corrupting properties of the Fel and I can probably wipe them out on my own. I may let Elerona go to war against them, her powers are probably better suited and more under control."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>