<span style="color: red">"You'll find I'm one demon that's a little more durable."</span>She stood up and reached behind herself to feel her frozen stubs, the wounds frozen shut. With a snarl she moved over to Karren and grabbed her by the robes to slam her head into the table.<span style="color: red">"You little BITCH get your fucking ice off of me before I burn Stranglethorn down with your family in it!" </span>When more blood began to spill from Karren's head the warlock let out a low snarl before returning to her seat, her robes starting to become dark with blood.<span style="color: red">"The ice is spreading, tearing into my skin... I can't burn it off and I'm covered in them. Countless tiny needles flaying my flesh."</span>Kitori looked over at Karren worriedly before following Ophidian's directions and watching him work closely. The warlock glared at her sister and seemed completely oblivious to the needle.<span style="color: red">"This is what I get for trying to help, this is why I keep to myself and my mate. Now I'm going to spend who knows how long in misery until Karren's sorry ass can get this ice off of me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>