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"— I suppose you're satisfied with the outcome of the circumstances that led to the current alliance," Alsira says to Luciferia when they have a moment somewhere at home without extra ears and eyes.
- Heh, heheh! - Conspiratorially tucking her head into her shoulders, Luciferia rubbed her hands together with satisfaction. - You bet, mistress! Strange people you are, though — even when everything is right in your hands, you still jump into the lion's den.
— People are ruled by chaos and unreason; without that, any decision would meet resistance, no matter how logical it might seem "right in your hands," the acting leader sighed. — I hope your mistress will acknowledge your invaluable contribution to your campaign. Your skills showed themselves brilliantly in the burning mansion, and I will count on them going forward. What happened to those two subordinates, by the way? Are they still holed up in the dungeon under your control?
- Yes, ma'am! - The Sithian saluted her mistress in human fashion. It remained unclear where she had picked up that gesture. - Do you want to suggest I kill them to... as your youngsters say... get a buff? I'd be happy to. They're boring nobodies anyway.