Vyre started to growl despite the pain and slammed her fist on the table.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Ana doesn’t have a natural life span, Order promised me that she would... No, trusting Order is like trusting The’kal. Fine. I don’t want to believe you but I have no other theory.” </span>When Inaara mentioned Sharindia Vyre stood up and snarled in feral rage, but it lasted no more than a few moments as she quickly collapsed and let out a pathetic whimper as a coughing fit overtook her.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I’ll just give you a hand job or suck you off, whatever you want.” </span>All Elune got back in response was a flash of pain from the Elf as she slowly curled up on the floor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>