<span style="color: purple">"And I never felt anything like that until today, it's like something was ripped out of my chest and I just had to hit something."</span>Vyre shook her head and stood up after a moment, the ground scorched where she had been sitting.<span style="color: purple">"No I hurt them, I'll heal them. It'll also be faster and easier than you fighting with your bandages." </span>She followed behind him but kept her distance until they came to the first guard with several broken ribs and a dislocated left arm. The guard's shield lay in pieces beside him with Vyre's hand print embedded in the tempered steel.<span style="color: purple">"I'd stay home, but I think I'd damage your dear Elf. I'd rather suffer the indignity of exposing myself to someone like you than being near her any longer than I have to."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>