Crimzon frowned when Rayne was reassembled but offered no protest.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I am showing her what happened to us when she sold us to the Horde." </span>Portals appeared around the room and images of butchered Sentinels began to rise out of them.<span style="color: #b30000">"We have become one now, and we have found peace with our new existence. But we have not forgotten what our former commander did to us." </span>While Ophidian had never gotten through to Rayne, Zelina would see real fear in the Elf's eyes as she looked around at the mangled imagines before they converged on Crimzon and she absorbed them.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I am Tyrande's personal guard, your master would never allow you to harm me. You are also a victim of Rayne's hatred, are you not?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>