<span style="color: #0059b3">“But Ashia led me to it and explained it, she took the tool you made and used it to help me. Therefore, she healed me. I don’t think we’re large at all, we were here first, and many of the tiny races came later.” </span>She smiled softly and looked back at Order.<span style="color: #0059b3">“I’ve put a few notches in my headboard, but they don’t really give me what I’m looking for. And I think the horns scare a lot of the good ones off.”</span>She picked up a pebble and supercharged it with energy. Just when the rock was about to explode all of the energy launched it at mach speeds into the distance.<span style="color: #0059b3">“I don’t like that Draenei staring at me.” </span>Animus had left behind an avatar to monitor Mischa but the dragon’s pebble and turned it into a smear on the jungle floor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>