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Catcher straightened up, her helmet and mask dangling from one had. She spoke in a softer voice than usual.

"A sorceror I am, and more."

She left it at that. Soulcatcher was many things, as cruel as calculating and as dangerous as her sister ever was. She was also loyal, in a strange way. After a heartbeat she moved to stand to Gilgamesh's right, placing the helmet and mask back on her head and standing at attention. His lack of assent meant that his sense of manifest monarchy was as strong as she believed it to me. She was his subject and there was never any need to say so.

Another was professing to be a king. Was this to be considered a rival or just a pest to be swatted down or ignored?