| Torque smirked at her comment. He then frowned. The word training sounded like he was going to be taught painfully. He got dressed into a fresh tunic when she left, since his old one was blood soaked through and torn up. This new one was black and silver like his old one but it had runic symbols around it. He didn't want Asakai out of his sight but he knew she must in order to not raise suspicion. He then went down to the Throne Room, his hand resting on the pommel of Deathscream, sheathed in its ebony scabbard.
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