Order would never find anything incriminating, the Draenei eventually becoming an empty shell with only memories to read being ones of her trying to find more. The door opened up after a few minutes and a mirror image of the Draenei shrugged.<span style="color: #b30059">"We don't fear death, why should we? We are without number, though unlike the Legion we are only interested in this city and advancing its technological prowess. Every shell you destroy, we learn and improve on it. We will teach and you and your stupid gods will not stop us. And all of this over, what? Because some worthless spirit acted on its own to smear Nalo's name? Do you really think we care about you or yours? That you and a bunch of dead to the world bodies decided to lay with you are somehow important to our end goal? No, we don't care about you and we don't fear your gods."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>