Britomart shook her head slightly before pulling har axes and headed for the Vrykul camp.<span style="color: red">"ill teach you to dishonor my troops..."</span>she tugged a grenade off her belt and threw it into the frist group of enemies she got near scattering their limbs with a bone jarring explosion.<span style="color: red">"aha! they work on living flesh even better then dead!"</span>she threw herself into fighting the next moment, hacking Vrykul apart as fast as they could charge her, more grenades flying in almost random directions to pulverize a group or supply pile.<br/><br/>Ibara nodded and returned the kiss.<span style="color: darkorange">"thank you Mistress."</span>she nodded a little and hugged Vyre gently.<span style="color: darkorange">"im going to look at your back when we get done swimming, maybe i can do something about it." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>