The spirit leaned back on her bench and closed her eyes.<span style="color: darkred">"The'kal is... different from the rest of us, we do not understand her any more than she understands us. Look at me, goddess, look at most of us, Loa, we do not seek to cause chaos, we are not like you and innately powerful. We have powers given to us by our people, our creators, we are weak on our own and easily to kill. We do not wish to be... Loa, but we do not wish to die either."</span>She looked to her priests and shook her head.<span style="color: darkred">"If I wanted them dead they would be, but I cannot heal them, I cannot soothe their pain. Aid them in any way you see fit, I will go to Ras and do for him what I can."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>