Michelle's voice echoed through the void, her towering form radiating cold, calculated authority. The storm of emotions she had earlier restrained simmered beneath her regal posture, but her words were measured, deliberate.
"I can forgive many things, Brunhilde."
She began, her gaze narrowing as she studied the smaller woman before her.
"I've overlooked countless transgressions, countless ambitions. The only reason you remain an exception is out of respect for Loki's bloodline... for Hector's father."
Her voice softened, if only a little; given she has great respect for all her Overlords, valiant warriors worthy of such praise, as she mentioned Hector. She wasn't just angry; there were history and family matters, no matter how twisted it was.
From there she continued.
