Crimzon grabbed her blade and held it close to her chest as she quickly scurried away from Nyaka.<span style="color: darkorange">"I don't care what Ophidian has or will do for this city, he's dead to me and the rest of my family, he chose his Elves other those who cared about him and they tore his heart out."</span>She summoned a dagger and idly tossed it in the air showing how little she was actually listening to the priestess.<span style="color: darkorange">"Your Goddess walks this forsaken earth, just ask her instead of sending my wife on some stupid, and likely dangerous, quest. Better yet, I'll ask her, I'm sure she'll be thrilled to see that I have all of my powers back."</span>Three more blades of varying sizes appeared which she began to juggle quite skillfully.<span style="color: darkorange">"You can do whatever you want, you're the ruler of this city's top bitch. Tell Cenarius I looked at you funny and he'll have me thrown in jail with no bail or trial. Call Ras, I dare you to, but I'm not being prideful or childish, I came here asking you to improve my sister's way of life. But that's obviously expecting too much from someone like you. And by the way, she's a Lich, she's not a person and she never will be but I guess you don't really care, you've got a heavily armored and modified slave at your beck and call." </span>The blades all vanished as she stood up and turned to leave.<span style="color: darkorange">"If you call Ras you might want to make sure there's plenty of room for him, just a heads up."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>