Rezar moved his eyes from the two reports in front of him with a tired sigh, he looked out the window besides him feasting his gaze upon the still rotating Geo core above Necron city. He smiled and shifted his gaze back to Samira and the chained up snow elf princess that looked worse for wear. He shook his head with mirth and turned to look at Kitagawa and the shivering goblin standing beside him.
Rezar could see the look of awe etched all over the face of the dwarf, he could see abject hero worship, but beyond that he could feel a touch of something else, something more. Something that looked suspiciously like greed, and it was perfectly wrapped in what Rezar would call an unyielding ambition. Kitagawa and Samira were his most efficient soldiers, at the very least the ones that were still alive.
