Order hadn’t even left yet before Trinity had undone her work with a wave of a hand.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Good good, you’ve spanked the naughty children. Now let’s go back to what we were doing.” </span>Rather than repairing the bodies she simply recreated the them and dropped the two feuding parents together in a small room.<span style="color: #b3b300"> "Order, you watched Ashia terrorize Ras' children and waited until he responded to do anything. Your inability to be unbiased towards Ras has left to unfit to judge these two. Go home to Delithia."</span>She turned her attention back to Ras and Ashia.<span style="color: #b3b300">"Listen to me very closely, you wretched, vile mortals. I don't care who started this feud, I don't care why it's still going or what it's about. You two are lucky that Order let her own emotions taint your judgements or you'd both be fucked. So let me make this clear. You get one chance, shared between the two of you. Fight, bicker, insult each other, influence the other's children or loved ones in any way. And you're both dead. I'm going to leave you two in that box for a while so make your plans, come to an agreement and then call me when you're ready to go home." </span>She turned on Order and frowned.<span style="color: #b3b300">"What's all that sighing for? You've been chomping at the bit to kill Ras and now you got to satiate your bloodlust. You should be happy with yourself."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>