<span style="color: #ff8000">"Now you just need to find a way to get Sell to keep her job and everything will be perfect. Alright mother, I get it, it was a silly joke."</span><br/><br/>Crimzon bit her lip and looked ready to argue but let Tyrande speak.<span style="color: #b30000">"You killed more Elves to make me than they did. But I still love you and would die to defend you without hesitation. The Legion is gone and the Emerald Dream I don't know anything about. Do you think our city could really handle all of that though? I have a lot of parents I never got to say goodbye to so I understand what you're saying, but... I'm sorry, I'll be silent."</span>She squeezed Tyrande softly and looked back to the window.<br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"If I hit you there won't be anything left to hit long before I've finished... I don't need my powers to crush you, and you have me very tempted to do it. I... I should probably just leave before I hurt someone or say something I shouldn't. Again."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>