<span style="color: #ff0000">"So now we wait for them to bring me this 'relic' they think will fix this. People are stupid, trying to understand them does nothing but give you a headache. I tried, I tried to be nice, I tried to be caring and understanding. It lead to some real bad things happening to me and lead me down the path of a warlock. I can't tell you 'why' it's bad because it's something based on emotion, something you lack and something I actively suppress. They think you're a monster, that I'm also a monster. I just think you're an idiot and need more training before being in public. But I see... promise in you. Promise is good."</span>She laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I doubt even you have the power to do that. The Legion is unending, there's only one of you."</span>Her attention turned as her portal opened again and a skeleton was carelessly tossed through with a staff fused to the spine.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Really? I- probably shouldn't go into the demons of what I went through to summon my demons and bind them." </span>She picked up the staff and looked it over curiously before hitting Sahra's shin with it.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Well that doesn't work. What the hell is thing, anyways?"</span>She motioned to the skull.<span style="color: #ff0000">"That's not from this world or any demon world I'm familiar with."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>