Sahra shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: blue">"Vyre. I was working on rebuilding her spear and... it's hard to explain, but it wasn't a voice so much as an instinct that a new weapon was needed, that she wasn't a warrior anymore, she's a defender, or becoming one." </span>She shrugged a bit and smiled.<span style="color: blue">"I'm making another weapon too, but I can't quite visualize these pieces. I can't connect with Vyre, I can't place myself in her position, I don't understand the feelings I'm getting from her. She's a brutal and violent woman, but there's nobody with a stronger heart and will than her. She wants to defend and... not hurt but enforce?" </span>With a flash Sahra's armor appeared around her complete with her own smooth shield and axe.<span style="color: blue">"This is my armor, it protects me and lets me protect you. But Vyre is harder to understand."</span>The armor faded away into a blue mist and Sahra shrugged.<span style="color: blue">"What do you think?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>