A faint hint of command, and even pride entered the man's voice by the time he finished. Daneel let go of him, and after landing on the floor, he smoothed out his robes as if they were those of a monarch.
The image crumbled slightly, though, when he looked beyond the door of the vault, and then at the body still lying on the floor. Another sigh escaped his lips as he stared at the headless woman, and finally, it was the elf who broke the deafening silence that had encapsulated the room, and Daneel's mind.
