So many today had forgotten the proper use of titles of respect. It was a message out of the Mumbai Seers Fortress, which had one of the highest accuracy rates of all the fortresses. He rubbed back and forth the ensuing rip of his skin sent a small slice of lightning into his groin. He shifted slightly against the pillows and felt the pull of dried blood against one of the wounds on his back. He didn’t yet own COPASS and until he’d turned a majority of the members of that lawmaking committee, he wouldn’t have enough pieces in place for the coup he was planning. He wanted to keep them exhausted but not overrun, not until he was ready to take over Second Earth. His strategy with the Warriors of the Blood had been very simple over the centuries. As a man intent on ruling the world, he had learned to tread the waters of subvert-and-conquer very lightly. The warriors would draw and quarter him at the very least for taking her life. Greaves did not want to be caught in that sort of maelstrom if he could help it. The death of any of the women connected so closely to the Warriors of the Blood would ignite a frenzy of hunting and slaughtering. Still, if he disposed of her outright, even through one of his minions whom he could later blame, her relationship to Warrior Medichi would invite Armageddon.
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