<span style="color: orange">"Then you'll be happy to know it was Blood Elf saboteurs that caused you to crash. I say happy because if you hadn't you never would have met me and your father would still be alive."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: orange">"I'm just vocal, it's my sister that's that the dangerous one."</span>She smirked up at Ashia in defiance and blinked out of Whisperia's arms to stand between Ashia and the drake.<span style="color: orange">"It hasn't gotten me anywhere yet, why would it now?" </span>She laughed and conjured a large blade of ice.<span style="color: orange"> "The'kal, The'kal, The'kal... such a failure she can't even ruin someone's life properly." </span>She put the blade to Ashia's chin and tilted her head.<span style="color: orange"> "I've seen nothing? Tell me, do you know what's involved in a demonic corruption? What you see in the Nether? Even in the back alleys of Booty Bay? I know you don't, you stupid animal. A cold blooded murderer? Oh I'm way past that, literally."</span>She used the blade to split open her hand letting her blood fall in red-tinted snow flakes.<span style="color: orange">"I've killed a lot of people, what's one dying dragon and the beast that's torturing her? No, I think I'm going to keep her. Having a pet dragon could be fun, and failing that, I'm sure her soul would make a good snack. What's left of it, anyways. You can leave, but the red stays. Or did you forget that I know where you live? I'll just pay you a visit later if you think I'm going to give up my new toy." </span>She rested the blade on her shoulder and smiled sweetly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>