If Spencer was put off by the Knight’s cold demeanor, he did nothing to show for it. Instead, he kept only that same smile creased onto his face.

“As good as they say? Well…eh, see I’m not all up for fighting. That’s your job Miss Jackson. But you’re right; we should get down to business.”

Giltwith raised an eyebrow at the two’s exchange but said noting, directing his gaze onto Elliot now.

“Yes, yes…it appears that this Catalyst has discovered confidential information regarding our fair Imperium. And maybe even the Superior as well....however to send us in place of the Four Knights of Ragnorak is quite an interesting move.”

He tipped his fedora in light of this information.

“Regardless, what’s done is done. What we do know is that she possesses a very dangerous weapon called the Volunta. It’s originally a tool made for assassination. Would you like to know what exactly it does Miss Jackson?”

Back in Trixie’s residence, Kiara crossed her arms and leaned back on the wall.

“Heh, well I suppose we’ve all been there, huh? You know you’ve been so kind to me Trixie, and I don’t even know your story. How does an AI like you end up living all alone like this?”