<span style="color: #336600">“It’s okay. I’m not really sure what I could add to this conversation anyways. He can’t help me yet so all I can do is sit here and be thankful that he is willing to try.”</span><span style="color: #99ffff">“Eliminating your mental faculties seems highly dangerous and unwise. But if you partake in such things I guess it can’t be that bad.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">“I’ll think about it and change before we go back to Silvermoon. Long distance? Why would you see a stone giant from so far away? We’re going to approach one.”</span>He smiled at her and nodded as he set off towards the cliff side. As they approached they would begin to feel the occasional tremble as a giant became visible in the distance.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">“That is unfortunate. She provided us with ample power but scans indicate that perhaps she did more harm than good to crucial systems. It will take time to determine the full extent of the damage.”</span>The avatar frowned and shook its head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “That’s not information you’re authorized to access. Bane of Life is what our creator called you. Accessing location data of last known coordinates of Sitara.”</span>The avatar raised its hand again and an image of a mass grave appeared, buried somewhere under the Animus’ complex.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Doctor Malsie Sitara. Last seen here five years ago, right after I gained sentience.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>