"Little Six?" Never in her massively long life had Dilnaz heard of such a silly name. A family nickname, perhaps? Not that it mattered. Dilnaz glanced at her "sword," former Commandant of the Imperial Guard, who showed the amnesiac man more reverence than he ever did Dilnaz or Agiri. Even a fool could see that the commandant knew precisely who they were dealing with, and put that person's status far above the Empyrean clan. Considering that the Armament clan existed to serve the Empyreans, such a reaction was more than problematic.