Order stepped closer to Vyre and her irises began to glow like molten metal.<span style="color: #ffff00">"then why haven't i hurt him? The'kal is dead. my children can't stop me. Trinity wouldn't stop me. you can't stop me. there is nothing stopping me from taking his powers and rendering him crippled from the neck down. go on. tell me why i haven't done it if i wanted to. how to explain this... ah, what your suggesting is that a blacksmith would make an excellent doctor with absolutely no training because they made the weapon embedded in a wound."</span>she shook her head and shrugged.<span style="color: #ffff00">"she fucked you over too and you called me a murderer to my face so that doesn't really make your point." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>