[color=mediumorchid]"Give me [i]one[/i] reason why not. You killed Rebecca. Your master Yzeira killed dozens, nay, hundreds more. And that's just in one town. The number he's killed is immeasurable. The number you'll kill alongside him will be comparable. No, you immortals, pretending to be gods, upsetting the balance of light and darkness."[/color] Alvios paused in his step, his mind flashing back to the terrified and confused Shaidra he had encountered. The one hardly able to form coherent words. It seemed like she had.. [i]matured[/i] slightly. He stopped as well, although he held Vale's sword, his sword, at the ready. 

     [color=mediumorchid][b]"One reason."[/b][/color]