<span style="color: #336600">“Why don’t we create our own world? A fresh world for your Seraphim to live on. One of mountains and oceans, our hideaway from the stress of Azeroth problems.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">“Because I’m not the strong woman she once fantasized about. I’m crippled, starved and weak. If she doesn’t need me anymore she may get rid of us.”</span><br/><br/>As Lorna berated Athena she wouldn’t even get a glimmer of life from the once violently paranoid girl. Instead Athena just nodded in agreement with the dryad until Kitori came running back with the spear.<span style="color: #cc99ff">“You’re right, Vyre was right too. I’m just a piece of filth. Trash that will live and die too scared to ever accept the people around me and be happy. I’ll die alone and miserable because I can’t open my eyes to the world around me.” </span>Kitori handed Lorna her spear with a smile while Athena stared at her feet.<span style="color: #4d4dff">“We help iguana now?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>