<span style="color: #b30059">"And you call us primitive." </span>After the dust settled four Draenei appeared and sat down large, metallic pillars on the corners of where the building once stood.<span style="color: #b30059">"Your kind aren't good for only destruction." </span>The pillars lit up and soon the area was filled with a familiar golden glow. When the light faded the ground had been renewed and the building stood as though nothing had ever happened.<span style="color: #b30059">"This is the knowledge we will bring to these people. Raw power is dangerous, you are dangerous to these mortals. But power can be tempered by knowledge and science. We can't rid ourselves of you Eternals so we've learned to just use you. And we know all about you, Order. Childhood friend and lover of Chaos, sire to Elerona, brainwashed weapon of the Council. Your attack on the city has been noted, and Ashia will be listed as the offender seeing as Order here is just a weapon with a face."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>