Kitori smiled as she slowly lifted herself off of Ophidian and moved into the water. She let out a coo of pleasure as she sank into the water up to her neck.<span style="color: DarkRed">"Mmm, I've needed a good bath for a while now... I'd invite you to join me, but I can't promise we'd be able to behave though and I don't really have the energy for another round just yet."</span><br/><br/>Both Ibara and Nyaka had their souls ripped from the mortal world and launched into the Trollish spirit world. The women were flung into the main Loa's temple where the two female Loa were screaming at each other in a long dead language, the male laid out on the floor in a pool of blood and several spirits gathering around them. Nyaka's spirit was hunched over and eventually dropped onto the floor as Ibara was sat down. Both Bethekk and Shrivalla were in their respective tiger and panther form with claws and fangs beared.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Ne... ver... hated... you... -bara..."</span>Nyaka's soul was grabbed by one of the many spirits and dragged out of the temple.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Ibara, dear, your wound be fatal, Tyrande won't be able to help you. However we can, and we will but um..."</span>Bethekk paused for a moment and looked down at the dead spirit at her feet.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"We need ta' deal with Nyaka, we know how you feel about her, but I can safely that we found the root of her problems." </span><span style="color: Indigo">"Problems? You killed me mate! Dat useless half-breed was causing Nyaka's trouble, not'im!"</span>Within minutes the two were mauling each other and after a moment a male Troll with a striking resemblance to Arlokk took Ibara's hand and lead her out of the temple.<span style="color: Navy">"Dun' worry 'bout yer baby, Ras don't know what's goin' on and the babe will be transferred safely to your next body."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>