"These bastards still have a mole in high places, but not high enough." Brinja's sky-blue eyes burned with red mana as she took pictures of the map used by the undead and cross-referenced it with the clearance level necessary to access it.
Unfortunately for her, the Distars' magical talent seemed to have skipped a generation, leaving Brinja with no power of her own. Even after learning about the real role that Mirim had played within the Kingdom, Brinja had to content herself with becoming Lord Commander of the Corps.
Tyris had offered her to become one of her fake Awakened with the prospect of taking Mirim's position in due time, but Brinja had turned her down.
"My mother was a talented mage who spent her life honing her abilities. I'm too old for that and by the time I catch up with the rest of the Corpse, I would still lack combat experience." Brinja had replied.
