<span style="color: #666600">"And if you had destroyed my son you would have seen a side of me nobody has yet to survive. Oh get over it, he's not as bad as you're convinced he is. And yet Vyre still a much happier person, maybe you should shadow her for a while?"</span><br/><br/>Ras was straddling Vyre's waist and pushing all of his weight against the shield she was holding over her head but the second Ashia opened her mouth the two were giving her a death glare.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I seem to remember being forced into a heat when we fucked." </span>"That was anything but consensual, it was also awful because I had a gaping wound in my side. There was also the whole 'you locked me the Vyre in a cave so you could fuck The'kal' thing that you pulled." The barrier around Ashia began to crack as silver and gold energy pried it apart.<span style="color: #a64dff">"And we had gotten over that until decided to open old wounds." </span>The magic attacking the barrier stopped half way as Ras looked at Vyre. "Why am I here?"<span style="color: #a64dff">"What?" </span>"I don't remember why I'm here or where here is."<span style="color: #a64dff">"You went crazy and Elune dragged Susan and myself into her plot to save you. You were a raving jack ass so I had to subdue you, severe blood loss just happened to have been the quickest way to do it." </span>Ras nodded a bit and kissed Vyre's cheek causing the scowling Elf to blush several shades of red. "Thanks, I should probably get home and apologize for whatever I said or did. You smell amazing, by the way." While Ras disappeared in a flash Vyre folded her arms and gathered their dropped weapons.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I'm sweaty and haven't shower...ed. Inconsiderate... miserable... piece of shit..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>