the spells continued to dissapate almost the second they were cast and moments later the mortal shell eroded leaving Order in her true form, a collosal ball of silver energy nearly as big as the Exodar itself, literally thousands of dark scars covering her form and her voice, no longer restrained by her mortal shell boomed out<span style="color: #ffff00">. "thank the stars that other species are more accepting and kind, if we all acted like you mortals none of you would exist."</span>she vanished and reappeared over Northrend, staying in her true form and hovered somewhere around the altitude of ten thousand feet, utterly motionless.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>