"Really? The son of a, at the time demi-god, and one of the most powerful mages to ever walk this earth and you have no magic? Even if she was in The'kal's shoes I wonder if she would know, their powers seem limitless." He shook his head and sighed. "If you stabbed The'kal it's because you're a jackass like your father, not part Troll. But she a good job teaching you though, I just hope I can raise your siblings as well as she raised you." He smiled a bit but his attention snapped to Sahra as she shattered her anvil and let out an unearthly snarl, Vyre's armor and shield missing form their stand.<span style="color: blue">"Damn her! What is she even doing at this time?"</span><br/><br/>Silver blood leaked from the wound but sealed quickly and the second shot ricocheted off her armor into the darkness. In a flash of steel and a crushing weight the Troll was pinned to the wall with her right arm trapped under Vyre's new shield and threatening to break. Growling into her face Vyre's brightly glowing eyes staring into the Troll's.<span style="color: purple">"My men. Get them all. Any who don't show, you included, will learn what I dealt with when I failed in my training. And I didn't break in, I had a key made to the homes of all of my soldiers. There will be no deserters, no cowards. You are my soldiers, you live and die at my command."</span>She released the Troll and took a step back, her new armor making her far imposing in the light of the setting moon.<span style="color: purple">"You have one hour."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>