"I don't disagree with you but... I feel like this might not be the best memory to start protecting. Do you know if Order messed with Muse and Sahra?"<br/><br/>Ophidian was pulled away from the native The'kal and brought close to the Empress.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "I gain no pleasure from being here. I would gladly return to my time, my kingdom. If I still had one. My people are either dead or slaves now. My beloved, my Creator. She died like how yours would have." </span><span style="color: #666600">"You killed and enslaved your people to be Empress?" </span>The'kal suddenly let out a strangled scream of pain and her power flared wildly before she went limp in Eldryn's arms.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "Legion corruption, political corruption, civil wars... No, they massacred themselves, refused to listen to Order or Reason. I broke their wills, forced them all to kneel. I saved them, but I am also their jailer, their tormentor. But it's the burden I alone bear to save their lives. To preserve my people." </span>She looked from Ophidian to Eldryn.<span style="color: #ffff00">"I saved your sister and you want kill me. Why?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>