<span style="color: #a64dff">“I’m not as strong as you think, she’s just fading faster than you estimated. I will admit that I... hastened her decline at first, waking up naked and sticky between another woman and a Harpy was jarring to say the least. And I fought back against your priestess as she tried to come back not realizing what was going on.” </span>She looked down and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">“I don’t think I’m fit for the world you’re trying to create.” </span>When Order spoke to Empress her partner’s shell was empty with her glass of wine frozen in mid-air. Empress had already gathered Purity and set up a massive protective zone not far from Azeroth’s solar system.<span style="color: #a64dff">“If you would like to preserve me I won’t tell you no, but I don’t know how well I would adapt. For me I... we’ll discuss me once you’ve saved your mate.”</span>She turned to Vestla and saluted her with respect then looked back at Order.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “I’m ready.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>