Emily nodded and stared at her hands as Ashia spoke. When Ashia finished she picked up her daughter and handed her Ashia, much to the child’s very vocal displeasure then teleported away.<span style="color: #9999ff"> “Emmy. Emmy! No Momma, want Emmy!”</span>The child stared up at Ashia while Vyre sighed softly.<span style="color: #5900b3"> “The’kal needs to come back and sort this out. Take away all of the power those women have, turn them back into whatever they were before and just let you start over.”</span><br/><br/>Ras frowned then nodded.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Would you feel better if I stopped wearing a Troll body? I am half Eternal, I can be whatever I want. And I don’t look anything like that asshole, I’m more than ten years older. My hair isn’t even the same shade of red. Well… whatever. I’ve wasted enough of your time.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>