Britomart sighed irritably and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"the difference is I'm working with small power crystals instead of high grade explosives... no one understands any of this enough for me to properly explain it so let me put it this way. i can't blow myself apart with a dozen matches okay? it would be like everyone being afraid you were going to kill yourself because you made your hand glow while fingering yourself. the absolute worst i could do to myself is lose a finger or two. your right, most mortals are chaotic, easily distracted and overly emotional, those kinds of people die very quickly as engineers, they do not survive a decade in a war zone working with improper materials under the most extreme duress imaginable."</span>she shook her head again and sighed.<span style="color: #ff0000">"the next person that questions my competence is getting shrunk and i am going to think of something devious to do to them..."</span>she frowned and shrugged.<span style="color: #ff0000">"you'll have to talk to Whisperia about it."</span>she took a deep breath and looked at Karren.<span style="color: #ff0000">"you better because if you believe anything about me believe this, i can and will take my wife back if you two can't satisfy her. I'll teach you everything i know about her, hell, i will demonstrate, she will cream herself to be used as an educating tool for her innocent little mage... she never told you about her first time with Arlokk did she? he was still a Loa then and they played a game of chase and when he couldn't catch her fairly he cheated, severed every tendon in her feline legs and then fucked her while she was still bleeding from those wounds. if he can do that he can reach down and find his balls long enough to tie her to literally anything or hell, just tie her arms behind her back and fuck her."</span>she finished her first cup and went to get another.<span style="color: #ff0000">"it's not like she puts up a fight, she get's weak in the knees the second she smells the rope... the second she feels the rope she is putty in your hands."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>