Andor.
I heard the familiar cawing of a Raven down the corridors as I strolled past. I could also hear wings fluttering in the open courtyard, so that was where I went. A raven stood on the top of a statue in the middle of the Courtyard. The one's familiar voice tuned into my head.
"You let Clara get away." He said.
"That was not my fault," I replied. "I was too busy killing your other children."
"Overall, you did a good job. I must commend you; you used your newfound power efficiently. I was impressed." The one replied.
"Why are you patting me on the shoulder?" I asked. "I did not do it for you."
"Who told you?" The one asked. "You did my will after I saved your life; you belong to me."
I laughed. "You can not make me do anything."
"We will see." The one replied.
"I will be back with your next mission soon. Be prepared."
I bent down, picked up a stone and aimed at the raven. I
