<span style="color: #ffff00">"im different because endured torture at the hands of a corrupt government for somewhere around seventy-thousand years and i havent even begun to recover... my emotions are cold, stunted and alien to me. all i need is a way to fix things, i have the power but i dont know how."</span>she shook her head and looked at him.<span style="color: #ffff00">"kill only those you find truely deserving it, ruin the others as you said needed. but first touch them, you will know them better in that moment then you know Britomart though that knowledge will fade in a matter of minutes to protect your brain."</span>she looked over and frowned faintly.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "i am The'kal's mate, my kind have no need or use for terms like wife or husband, we have no religion."</span>each mortal uttering insults would find themselves suddenly silent. "<span style="color: #ffff00">speak. start where you like Jim, those not present will soon be here, i am going through the minds of those present to find the missing."</span>she looked at Jim and almost smiled.<span style="color: #ffff00">"thats why your the one to do the job. those who want power rarely deserve it as you yourself have made clear. you dont want to do this so you wont go overboard, you have no appetite for cruelty..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>