<span style="color: DarkRed">"What kind of fucked half-blood logic is that? I don't need to rest when I haven't done anything except get thrown against a wall. I don't need to rest I need to get out of this horrible place and get back to my Mistress." </span>She narrowed her eyes and struck Ibara's jaw when she was spun around.<span style="color: DarkRed">"I disagree. I don't care who you are, I don't want to be here any more than you want me here so let me leave in peace and I can forget I ever had the displeasure of meeting a delusional creature like you. I'll die before I serve you or your disgusting soft skin followers, half-blood."</span>She shoved Ibara back and made her way out of the room, following the trail of destroyed carpet from Vyre dragging the base of the trident behind her.<br/><br/>"Wasn't going anywhere my love, I was just confused why a Draenei was praying to me and why I was actually hearing it. She probably knocked Nyaka out or has her bound and gagged in a tree somewhere."<span style="color: DarkOrange">"No, I was just avoiding her and your monster of a daughter."</span>"Excuse me?"<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Your daughter is literally a miniature version of Elune with tusks, she even has the same ugly attitude." </span>"I'd probably beat your ass for saying that if you didn't already look like you'd been beaten by a tree branch."<span style="color: DarkOrange"> "Fuck you Ras."</span>"Not in that body." Nyaka glared at Ras who only waved her off. "I see, well we'll have to make a trip up to Northrend one of these days and lend a hand. Whisperia wouldn't appreciate her Human and her pet dying alone up there."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>