Karren folded her arms as Sarevess stood up.<span style="color: Orange"> "Sarevess, you'll never understand how hard that decision was. I didn't want to take you from Syrenka, I recognized that you were doing your best, but your best wasn't good enough to prevent Syrenka from growing up like you."</span>She gasped and grabbed Sarevess tightly as she started to fall.<span style="color: Orange">"Mercy... something I reserved only for you... but you won't return it."</span>The mage caught herself and shoved Sarevess back, the scent of demonic blood flooding Sarevess' senses as the wound already slowed its bleeding.<span style="color: Orange"> "You think I'm going to let you kill me... when Whisperia just got me back? But as it seems mercy is longer a viable option and only one of us can leave this room alive." </span>The room quickly began to freeze over and Karren's form turned to ice.<span style="color: Orange"> "Tell me, Sarevess, how well can you defend yourself in the cold? I promise you this, though, when I kill you again, it'll be painless and I will leave nothing for Azshara to resurrect. You are weak, you are stupid, and you don't understand what mercy is when it's given. After all the chances Ras gave you, all the chances Ibara gave you, I expected so much more... but this is only reinforcing why you can't raise Syrenka."</span><br/><br/>Ras held Ibara's chin softly and shook his head. "We've given her so many chances, we've done everything we can for her, if she's still not coming home where she's loved and cared for then there's nothing more we can do for her. Tomorrow you can scrape up her pieces and we can deal with her, but I question the value of keeping her around now. She's starting a war with Karren, and she's going to lose..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>