<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"If she knew what they did to me she would thank you for it." </span>Nalo closed her eyes and held her forehead.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"You can't go to war with Silvermoon. I designed weapons that would erase your fleets from existence, but I never built them because I wanted peace. Animus wouldn't hesitate to use them against you in self-defense." </span>She shook her head and tried to stand up but Crimzon held her down.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"I'm fine, as you can see my wounds have healed I just... have a killer headache from them forcefully reconnecting me. Rest won't make this pain go away... but I won't be able to work in this condition. I just had a portion of my brain pulled through my spine, my fine motor control will need time to return."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"What was that slime you were covered in?"</span><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"It's a gel made of powerful antibiotics and nano-machines... it's a medicine that can heal any wound, reattach any limb, or keep a wound from healing while an operation is in progress."</span>She heaved and covered her mouth but nothing came up.<span style="color: #b30000">"Could it be used by mortal doctors?" </span><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"Yes, but it would require the kinds of people Animus just used me to find."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>