"Of course not, but I also wouldn't be able to do my job if it wasn't. Why else would I go there every day? You think I'd trust the closest thing I have to a mother to a random doctor either? Ophidian, I killed more people before I was old enough to buy beer than you have in your entire life, honor doesn't exactly mean much to me." He shook his head and pulled Amber onto his chest to wrap his arms around her as she slept. "I didn't kill her, I just tore her soul out. Technically her body is still alive."<span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"He's not an outlaw... the Firelord has shown him the true path... and he's shown us. It's not Lord Staghelm's fire... it's His fire, Ragnaros..."</span>The soul let out a muted shriek of agony as darkness washed over its form, causing it to crumple and dissolve. "Well, if you know any souls that need a Night Elven body you now have one."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>