The spectacle soon came to an end and what lingered in the air was the death of the traitor. He was gone, his Mandalorian companions drained of the living force and now fully depleted while the treacherous master's pain ceased. Freyja was almost frozen, mesmerized by the powerful display of the Dark Lord before she noticed Azar shifted and soon began moving towards Tempest.
She was curious about his reasons and despite her direct nature, she didn't yet ask as he went down to her, as her mind was still reeling from the execution. As Karys was now besides her, she overheard what Cyutadakyr said to them. Despite the genuineness in her voice, Freyja was convinced her statement was all about the veiled warning, not the praise and the sudden tension that permeated the air intrigued her.
It was then Karys who snapped back first before his apprentice took it up another notch. For Freyja, it was just fantastic. She learned a lot from either side and the information she gathered would probably come in handy another time. She was just about to turn away in order not to appear as though she was eavesdropping when she perceived Azar's voice in her head.
Immediately, the Half-Sephi's gaze flicked down to him as she started moving in his direction. Stand with me, apprentice. His voice kept echoing through her mind for another moment. She was his apprentice, true, but to stand with him, right at the Dark Lord's side, was incredible high praise.
Azar had proven himself to be an incredible master from the beginning, but even if Freyja wasn't easily fazed, this absolutely added to her exhilaration. She took a deep breath before she approached, her gaze directed downwards before she'd kneel in front of the dark lord respectfully. "My Lady", she was about to be involved with business, but Freyja obviously had to approach her correctly.
As the Wrean would, approach, she'd respectfully dip her head for her master as well, before she'd take the place by his side, gaze trained forwards. An ex champion turned Apex associate? She didn't doubt her master would make sure he didn't step out of line, but as she simply hadn't seen his face before, she was naturally wary. 'Do you know this man?', she telepathically asked Azae, curious whether their paths had crossed before.
@Sreeya @Altaris @Mr. Teatime
She was curious about his reasons and despite her direct nature, she didn't yet ask as he went down to her, as her mind was still reeling from the execution. As Karys was now besides her, she overheard what Cyutadakyr said to them. Despite the genuineness in her voice, Freyja was convinced her statement was all about the veiled warning, not the praise and the sudden tension that permeated the air intrigued her.
It was then Karys who snapped back first before his apprentice took it up another notch. For Freyja, it was just fantastic. She learned a lot from either side and the information she gathered would probably come in handy another time. She was just about to turn away in order not to appear as though she was eavesdropping when she perceived Azar's voice in her head.
Immediately, the Half-Sephi's gaze flicked down to him as she started moving in his direction. Stand with me, apprentice. His voice kept echoing through her mind for another moment. She was his apprentice, true, but to stand with him, right at the Dark Lord's side, was incredible high praise.
Azar had proven himself to be an incredible master from the beginning, but even if Freyja wasn't easily fazed, this absolutely added to her exhilaration. She took a deep breath before she approached, her gaze directed downwards before she'd kneel in front of the dark lord respectfully. "My Lady", she was about to be involved with business, but Freyja obviously had to approach her correctly.
As the Wrean would, approach, she'd respectfully dip her head for her master as well, before she'd take the place by his side, gaze trained forwards. An ex champion turned Apex associate? She didn't doubt her master would make sure he didn't step out of line, but as she simply hadn't seen his face before, she was naturally wary. 'Do you know this man?', she telepathically asked Azae, curious whether their paths had crossed before.
@Sreeya @Altaris @Mr. Teatime