<span style="color: #666600">"Our people should know, our own Empress owes me a number of favors now and she accepts my right of ownership... It's also possible she was sent here maliciously because they knew what would happen. I'm tired of people walking on me and testing my limits. You don't see it, but a lot of Eternals think I'm just a crazy hermit and think they can visit Azeroth whenever they design." </span>A glowing ball no bigger than a grapefruit appeared on the table and began to whiz around the room excitedly, occasionally stopping to look at the various women and decorations. The'kal snapped her fingers and it vanished.<span style="color: #666600">"Our 'beloved' Empress can discipline her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>