<span style="color: #ff0000">"Then ignore Whisperia, go to Arlokk and Kuro. But know that Kuro is a coward to the highest degree and Arlokk... he's a good man, but Ras does take some traits from his father. Are you familiar with demons known as Observers and Fel Hunters? Did you know consuming the soul of a demon bestows a small portion of its innate ability? Provided it doesn't kill you, that is. Your Scholar won't be able to hide from me, but she won't need to, observing me from a distance won't teach her anything when I'm not actively participating in demonic activities. My... Bayne is the weakest of your kind?"</span>Karrie shrugged and grabbed the scythe. Black scales raced up her arm almost instantly and her eyes erupted in green fire.<span style="color: #ff0000">"You're just a weapon, Order. Your power corrupts whoever is carrying your sheathe." </span>The warlock doubled over with a deep snarl as massive wings erupted from her back and her horns grew much larger.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "This sensation is... actually quite lacking." </span>She looked over her new, scaled form before conjuring a ball of hellfire.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Typical. All this flash and show and I'm actually weaker now than I was before. Well this is considerably disappointing. Like finding out that you're from a line of godlike beings and then discovering you and The'kal are the ones I'm related to. Well... I guess I've had my... Oh, what's this? Oh ho ho... There's a spirit in this weapon. Destroy it. I've had my fun and now they I know the being within I know this is too dangerous to be misplaced."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>