Karrie's shakes and shudders only got worse as time went on, her body temperature beginning to rise and fall unnaturally as she let out the occasional pained whimper. The warlock went completely limp after several minutes and her temperature returned to normal.<span style="color: Red"> "Mmm, actually, I kind of like your voice. Even if it is hollow from Undeath... Please, ask away, Death Knight."</span>The voice was anything but Karrie's, far softer and more sensual than the warlock's. The tendrils vanished and Karrie turned around on the horse to look up at Rachel, her eyes pitch black and smile wicked.<span style="color: Red"> "No wonder she's so fond of you, for a Troll you sure are... delicious."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>