<span style="color: #8000ff">"She's the fucking god, she's supposed to be perfect and better than us, Anna. I don't want to hear any excuses for her behavior." </span>Under the wrapping Anna's would see orange wires appear and bond Vyre's hand to let it heal properly. When Vyre rolled onto her side the same wires would be slowly stitching her head back together, but it was still a blood soaked mess.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"I still think you need to disconnect from those satellites for a while. Azeroth has survived this long, she'll survive a week without you. You've already laid so much groundwork that most people want to follow it. You can take a break, you need it, especially after today. Just... stop being a protector of the world for a little bit and trust us Justicars and your golems."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>