Astiria snickered a bit and shook her head.<span style="color: orange">"Nyaka and I are good friends, she's not just some murderer, she's a... or was, a very powerful god hunter and on more than one occasion slapped Ras down when he got too big for his loincloth. With that kind of power comes attention from higher powers, an angry goddess and the closest thing Ras has to a sister possessed Nyaka and turned her power on Silvermoon in an attempt to kill Ibara."</span>She nodded a bit and smiled.<span style="color: orange"> "It's not as bad as it once was though. There's less walking corpses and it doesn't smell quite as bad."</span><br/><br/>The Troll didn't stop as she was attacked and with a wave of her hand the guards in front of her were decimated, leaving behind nothing but spotless bones and their equipment. When Valeen joined the attack she slowly turned around and lifted the High Priestess off the ground by her breastplate.<span style="color: blue">"You think you can stop me? You think I am just some simple magician? YOU THINK RAS IS THE STRONGEST TROLL GOD TO WALK THIS EARTH? YOU. KNOW. NOTHING. MORTAL."</span>She dropped the Draenei and continued on into the cells, the cultists vanishing one by one.<span style="color: blue"> "Do you have any more bodies to throw at me or are you done? I detest violence, but I know you mortals thrive on it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>