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With disgust, revulsion, and pity, Futaba watches the execution of Ixora and steps back a few paces.
- My "subjects" obey me, not you, old man. It is up to me to decide their fate, - she says, pointing her finger at Duncan and glaring at him. - As "queen," I revoke this decree. Or will you object and show insubordination? Huh?!
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.