<span style="color: #b3b300">"Sorry."</span>"The Loa are dead, she's just a glorified fire mage. So you would diminish the value of the strength you have earned and trials you have been through by accepting the power of a... whatever creature is empowering you?" What almost looked like disgust flickered across the Troll's pretty face as she watched the dance which was slowly but surely creating a twister in its center. "Won't be safe? You intend to kill this woman with your power? Well it's not my place to judge, I'm just a healer."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>