<span style="color: #ffffff">"I didn't mean you directly. The Loa have been a issue for a very long time and I'm glad they're dead." </span>Ras shrugged at the Troll and lit his altar on fire with a silver flame.<span style="color: #ffffff">"You're giving yourself to a monster, when you end up like her I'll personally slit the throat of every member of your family. She was willing to murder you because you hated Elves for what happened to your brother and his family. She thinks I'm racist because one of her kind murdered my daughter for defending herself in a fight and she murdered my mother's bodyguard. But Order thinks herself not a monster. You have fun with her and I'll be watching." </span>He turned on Jim and shook his head.<span style="color: #ffffff"> "I thought you were better than this. You're going to have a lot of blood on your hands serving Order. If you're lucky, Britomart will still recognize what's left of you when Order doesn't need you anymore."</span>Jim frowned and tried to grab Ras but all he got was a thin slice along his throat as Ras vanished. Shaking his head, Jim wiped away the blood beginning to leak from the skin-deep wound and looked at Order. "He hates you, not your kind, and I stand by that."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>