"The pain keeps me humble. And it's... it's good to see you again, mother." He nodded to her when she left and focused on Karren.<br/><br/>Vyre grabbed a robe and headed for the front door.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Fuck you. I am not weak, I have never been weak and I will never will be! I don't need an incompetent god to live my life and I most certainly don't need you rubbing my weaknesses in my face."</span>When Vyre reached the door her armor moved to block it.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "I OWN you, now move to stupid tool." </span>She tried in vain to shove it out of the way.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "You're nothing more than a weapon, you are my weapon, you're supposed to obey me! And I'm telling you to let me leave!" </span>Vyre slowly sank down to her knees and pulled them close to her chest as she started to cry again.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "I'm not weak... I'm not..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>