<span style="color: #5900b3">“I refuse to take the blame for any of my actions or behavior in general. And you can’t make me.” </span>She stuck her tongue out at Ashia and slipped out of her arms to sit down at the bar to watch Chiren.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Just as long as you don’t get jealous, you can join our snuggle party whenever you want.”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon’s arm had completely disintegrated into a fine powder and a few dried out chunks on the floor. The golem snarled at Ras and her blades flew at him but they were all caught and deflected. “Let me see that, Tyrande. Don’t exhaust yourself over my mistake.” He stood up and warmth filled the room as power to rival a young Eternal surged from Ras and flooded Crimzon’s body. The light visibly raced through her body and sprouted from her stub where it formed a tree of nerves and the flesh and blood slowly grew around it. When the repair was finished, the light traced the rest of Crimzon’s body then faded. “I’m so sorry about that. Had I known what I know now I never would have brought that weapon here.” He picked up the spear and looked it over. “You killed my family, stole everything from me, but you won’t do it again.” The spear sparked with energy in response but Ras made it vanish before anyone else was injured. “Looks like I have a new outlet for my emotions.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>