<span style="color: DarkRed">"That clearly didn't mean very much to the people in the bank or the first tailor we visited. Even the second didn't seem too happy to have us in her shop judging by the way she was frowning literally the entire time we were there. It is nice and peaceful here though." </span>She looked around the area then nuzzled Syrenka affectionately.<span style="color: DarkRed"> "I hope you never get bigger so I can hold you in my arms forever."</span><br/><br/>"It's going to be a bloodbath if you don't stop them fast, your priestesses are going to unleash a monster. Karrie went on a rampage in the center of the city and killed several civilians and priestesses, your mistress put a stop to it but you know as well as I do her life is limited if Rachel gets to her before you do. Now, pull yourself together and go be a leader. Go save Vyre and I'll help save the people in Murder Row." Ras smiled and helped ease her back into her body, after casting another quick spell to seal her body and soul together he leaned down to kiss her as she came to. "Our son awaits, save your city my beloved."<br/><br/>Vyre only shrugged and disappeared into the shadows of Murder Row, determined to save all injured civilians.<br/><br/>Rather than a scream of terror, the felguard's entire upper half was reduced to liquid almost instantly. Three clones of Nyaka standing in a defensive posture in front of the bed where Sellendra and Jenjayah were, the real Nyaka floating over the bed holding a dangerously glowing bow loaded with arrows arcing with energy.<span style="color: DarkOrange"> "These arrows were designed to kill gods, what do you think they'll do to you?"</span>Nyaka's features were twisted and feline, her eyes gold like the panthers Bethekk controlled, the Loa's power flowing through her body.<span style="color: DarkOrange"> "Get away from my family or I will open fire."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>