<span style="color: #a64dff">"It is not. You can look at me and see facts, but you can calculate my will power? Does my body tell you how stubborn I am or that I'll never back down? You can see the strength of muscles, how firm my skin is, my exact ratio of body fat to muscle. But none of that matters because I'm an ornery old bitch and refuse to be bound by physical restraint."</span>Vyre shrugged and checked the meat then looked back towards Order.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "And meeting The'kal somehow broke who you are? Recently freed? I can assure you I am still very much a slave to my goddess, she may have dropped the leash but I still wear the choker."</span><br/><br/>"Destroyed? How dat be possible? What about... everyone? They're all jus... gone?" The old man moved over to a tree and slid down to the ground against it. "An de' Loa? Are they still silent?"<br/><br/>The'kal turned and backhanded Elune to shut her up and didn't say anything for several moments.<span style="color: #666600"> "I don't... if I created it, this shard that's been corrupted. Then it was likely corrupted from the very start."</span>She bit her lip and looked back to Elune.<span style="color: #666600">"We- you and Order can't touch it and there's a chance I could cause infinitely more damage to Ras' mind if I got involved. Susan would have to cleanse it, if you can empower her she can try to cleanse it. If she can't do it then... it'll have to be removed." </span>The'kal looked back at the face in the mountain and detonated it, showering the area in massive chunks of rock.<span style="color: #666600">"I guess if all else fails you can just recreate him. You're the only one of our kind capable of creating souls, perhaps you're the only one capable of truly mending them as well."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>