"Regardless, I might be worried about my little Black Hexes, but you know where they are I suppose, no?" Dyaus closed her eyes, opening her grip as the colorful ink dissipated, leaving only the destroyed remnant of the brush scattered on the floor.
"Indeed."
"Don't hurt them and I'll allow you to roam Hana as long as you benefit me and the Associations." Dyaus went back to her seat, supporting her chin on his hand on the desk. "For now, I shall give you a week's worth of rest after you finish the upcoming task that was shifted to our section because of the inability to assess and survive by the other sector of the Hana Association."
"Pardon my rudeness, Director, but you seem like someone who would put a vengeful soon-to-be traitor as your right hand as long as they benefit you."
"I did indeed." Dyaus chuckled with her teeth shown. "And there will be more. Why would I need to be afraid of traitors if they can't do anything to me?"
