<span style="color: orange">"You seem to think I can't defend myself, love. It's also likely something to never happen so just let me fantasize." </span>She kissed Sellendra to interrupt her and smiled.<span style="color: orange">"Then I guess that's why you crashed it into our planet?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: orange">"Infamous, if you had to label us." </span>The mage rolled her eyes and sighed with a bit of annoyance.<span style="color: orange">"Justice. Don't make me laugh, such a thing is but a fevered dream of those sickeningly devoted to the Light. You're no better than the filth you kill or I wipe off my feet after trekking through this jungle." </span>When the blades shattered she caught Ashia's hand and grinned as arcane energy began to interfere with The'kal's enchantments on the dragon.<span style="color: orange">"The'kal's magic is very easy to tinker with, as powerful as she claims to be she clearly as no grasp on magic. And you're just another stupid animal." </span>She looked back at the Red and held one hand towards her.<span style="color: orange">"You let her suffer when a simple break of her neck could end it, you keep her locked up in a small room and claim to be saving her. Do I think you would have raped her by now? No. She's too out of it, you wouldn't be able to torment her. You want to nurse her back to health then break her will, torture her, and make either kill herself or wish she had died at The'kal's hand. You're speaking to someone who has seen the worst this world has to offer, you may not be a person but I know what goes through that mind of yours. The twisted hatred, I bet it drives you insane that you aren't able to destroy her because she's done it to herself. If I blew her head off right now what would you do? Go out, find a new victim to rape and torture?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>