Valcair didn't take a step forward himself.
Instead, his cold, calculating eyes narrowed on Velra.
Then, he raised his hand, activating Slave Chain Protocol.
In an instant, four branded slaves appeared.
Each one different, each bearing a horrifying combination of scars and enhancements.
Their eyes were empty, blank, as if they were nothing more than extensions of Valcair's will.
Velra watched them appear, her stance unshaken.
Zain stayed back, his eyes focused on the unfolding scene.
Velra smirked slightly.
"I can handle it myself, Master."
Zain's smirk was faint but knowing.
He nodded. "I trust you."
Velra's grin widened before her expression turned colder.
She stepped forward, taking in the air around her.
She felt the faint hum of Waltz Zone flickering in her mind.
The branded slaves were still just standing, waiting for Valcair's orders.
He hadn't given them anything but his presence yet.
Trace Imprint activated.
