Ashia looked up with a raised brow and growled dangerously as The'kal was shoved but didnt kill the man just yet. after they were done speaking Ashia motioned The'kal after Loraine while she stopped to speak to the guard.<span style="color: #808080">"my name is Ashia, i am the first of a new species of Dragon but i am not a monster. as for hurting Loraine nothing could be further from my mind, i will take her and any other woman who wants to bear my children far away from the real monsters."</span>she motioned to the palace.<span style="color: #808080"> "your world leaders both Horde and Alliance. i will give Loraine everything she could possibly need to help herself and others around her, land, a home, livestock, seeds for crops, tools for planting and harvesting. and from my women will spring a Flight for me to lead and educate."</span><br/><br/>Flora closed her eyes before smirking.<span style="color: #59b300">"sleeping peacefully, dreaming fanciful, childlike things about the giants in their lives. though at their young ages they can barely tell the difference between their mothers or the servants, they only really notice the different hair colors. you need to work on reinforcing mortals more then you need to chase me around."</span>she raised one hand and an exact duplicate of a Human appeared but it stood there quite still, its eyes utterly blank despite its breathing it was blatently obvious it had no soul or even real life.<span style="color: #59b300">"this is a shell, as you can see it is not a person or even capable of feeling anything at all. as you practice you will no longer need an actual shell youll be able to structually modify them within your mind to put it into safe use."</span>she reached over to grab its arm and prompty crushed it to pulp to the point of severing it.<span style="color: #59b300">"this is but a fraction of my true strength."</span>she repaired it and demonstrated several methods of reinforcement to help the skin, muscles and bones withstand the strength of their kind.<span style="color: #59b300">"the real curse of our existance among mortals is that no matter how hard we try we can never truely protect them from us, no matter how hard you try you cant make it safe to let go of your self control. even our own bodies arent safe, we just wont die from damaging them. ill consider it but i still need your mother's permission, you dont yet understand how quickly she can kill me, you wouldnt even get a chance to object and unlike mortals we cant be ressurected..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>