<span style="color: #59b300">“Couldn’t you just tell them what you are then? You’ve explain yourself to the denizens of Azeroth, surely a more advanced race would be able to understand what you are too. You might not scare them and then be able to get away from us mortals. Uninhabitable? Before or after the massive sweeping changes you made to the world? If you mean before the Horde would have been crushed quite easily and the Blood Elves would have turned on the Forsaken quite freely. The Alliance is better trained, armed, and a much larger and more mobile military force.”</span>She looked at the weapon with great interest and nodded.<span style="color: #59b300"> “Could they mobilize that kind of weapon with adequate power? But I see what you mean. Do you think they would ever actually make it down here?” </span>She popped off her mechanical arm and clicked it a few times causing a laser pointer to pop out of the top. Rather unceremoniously she dropped it into the sand and pointed the laser at the Seraphim moon. Order would sense a great machine stirring and what looked like a cannon rose from the ocean.<span style="color: #59b300">“It’s just for measuring things, don’t break it.” </span>The machine surged with Eternal energy and blasted a massive beam of light at the moon, but on the moon itself it wouldn’t even be noticeable. The machine retreated and Synscilla picked up her arm to read a screen on it.<span style="color: #59b300">“Unless they have some Eternal powered mages over there there’s no way they can make it here.”</span>She showed Order the screen to show her distance, even though she likely already knew it. Surprisingly the Huntress’ measurement was only off by a few feet.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">“Let’s do that tomorrow then, before I go to Eliza’s place. I want to make sure my old man is well taken care of and has everything he needs to be comfortable while I’m gone.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>