<span style="color: #ff8000">"Highborne, Nightborne, Night Elf, High Elf, Blood Elf, Naga, it makes no difference, Elune claims us all when we die."</span>he shrugged and shook his head.<span style="color: #ff8000">"she cared enough to try to preserve her creations forever. she didn't understand herself, her powers or her creations enough to do a good job. all we can do is try not to die in utter misery in our hearts and torture ourselves forever."</span>he looked at Nyarien and frowned.<span style="color: #ff8000">"she eventually snaps, obeys her Trollish instincts and gets herself killed trying to satiate her needs... i thought you just said you wanted her to live? your encouraging me to help her Nyarien so let me make it very simple. either you tell me to do it myself and you get ready to be eating my cum out of your sister's pussy while she does the same for you. or you quietly accept that your little sister might end up Zelina's pet and i don't want to hear anymore disrespect or questions on the matter. Zelina will not hurt her, i have given you my word that she will not hurt anyone. i thought that we had settled the matter."</span><br/><br/>Isabell was completely blind except for what Rayne let her see so she couldn't do a whole lot but sit back and enjoy, even missing chances to return most of the surprise kisses as the Night Elf danced around her in the dark too fast to keep up. Rayne would get a pretty good idea of just how inferior the Seraphim ears were since she could sneak by even when she made tiny mistakes that made a noise to her Isabell didn't seem to notice.<span style="color: #663300"> "computer, resume normal lightly." </span>Rayne would find Isabell flushed and breathing hard as the light returned and she pouted a little, brushing her hair out of her face.<span style="color: #663300"> "i am going to get you back for this torment... just you wait and see... i should have stuffed your shirt down my chair while i had it."</span>she had definitely ruffled the doctors feathers but this time there was only arousal in those big, golden eyes, not the hurt, confusion and anger that she had caused in the hospital.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"The'kal tasked me to protect the mortals of this world and then interfered with the duty she tasked me with. no one is above the law. she knew that when she gave me the job and to be perfectly honest i think she was depending on that if she ever went out of control."</span>she chuckled but it was cold and pained, not amused.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i hunted down and destroyed most of their clan and they all had this ability to some extent or another. it's a long, drawn out, fucking unpleasant task but eventually i will find him and then i have already won. he may be able to predict my attacks but he can't dodge them all. even using the perfect defense against every attack wears down his energy reserves. eventually he will be exhausted and punched full of holes and in no condition to even irritate me let alone resist. i will then take his memories to know if he is innocent or guilty and proceed to punishment. even if he is innocent he would have become guilty of evading and resisting a lawful arrest with justified cause which in itself another crime that will add considerable time to his sentence. his best option is to surrender for trial one way or the other, if he is innocent he goes free without further trouble, otherwise i get to vent some frustration."</span>she smirked a little bitterly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"if i get fed up chasing him i can ask Empress to help with my search which would render him pretty well fucked. i must ask you to surrender that weapon... i need to beat Machinist upside the head with it and then destroy it. the last thing the universe needs is mortals handling weapons that can destroy whole worlds."</span>she rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i know how they work. Delithia's heart is fine, it's her mind and soul that are in danger."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>