Vyre growled happily and squeezed Ashia tight.<span style="color: #5900b3">"You make it sound like such a chore to be squeezed and loved."</span><br/><br/>Animus collected Jasmine's files and flipped through them quickly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Yes, that woman has been planning to leave Azeroth for almost six months now. She actually waited until the day of Ras' wedding to Amere to leave. Truly despicable and I hope she's thrown into a black hole and forgotten about. I am surprised the effects happened so quickly, I guess I underestimated the effect she had on her wayward children. Alright, I'll inform my medical staff about the particulars of this affliction and I'll also open some pop-up clinics around the city to provide care and  distribute information. Now, about the harbor. I have a question before you start. You have the Timelost Ras wrapped around your finger, and you surely know he did all of the work to Zul'aman himself. After I denied you originally why didn't you ask him to make those changes for you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>