<span style="color: darkred">"And I can see through such magics as proven by the demon incident, if those responsible are still around I will take great pleasure in extracting more than just information from them."  </span>Crimzon stopped and looked back at Tyrande and glared down at her.<span style="color: darkred"> "Citizens have been murdered in the city, it is my <i>job</i> to investigate it when these so-called sentinels would rather sit in the shadows and pick their noses." </span>She motioned to the sentinel she had dragged along with them who looked around nervously but clearly had no intentions on trying to outrun the much larger woman. Shaking her head Crimzon continued on her way in silence. When they reached the graveyard it was far worse than had been reported. Several civilians and sentinels in the area had been butchered leaving behind no witnesses to report the crime. While the sentinel was quick to turn away and cover her nose Crimzon strolled through the carnage and the blood began to pool towards her.<span style="color: darkred">"Interesting." </span>She leaned down and ran her hand over the red dirt then looked around the area, her eyes glowing brightly.<span style="color: darkred"> "Does Ras make friends with Naga?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>