In the meeting warehouse of the Blood Vial Gang, "Illusion Blade" Kathryn had emerged from the crowd and casually sprawled in the seat that Ferg had just vacated.
Everyone has moments of spontaneity, but in most situations where spontaneity is frowned upon, being spontaneous becomes a privilege of those in higher positions, able to exhibit authority, distinctiveness, and power. Kathryn had seen this from the two generations of Duke Iris.
Of course, when it came to essentials related to life and death—the armor beneath her clothes, the ties on her weapons, the mechanisms on her sleeve claws, the daggers strapped to her legs, the hidden blades in her boots, and the selection of followers for this trip to Emerald City—Kathryn never was nor dared to be spontaneous.
"Everyone present, especially those standing opposite, listen up," she said. "And listen well."
Tension rippled through the warehouse full of Blood Vial Gang members.
