Delilah's voice snapped Kael out of the berserker fury that had engulfed him, shaking him from his focus. He turned and realised that she'd asked a question, and then he realised that his face was still covered in blood. Hurriedly he got off the man he'd been standing on and knelt towards his king on one knee, face down.
[color=f6989d]"I will only follow your decision, master. No need to consider my opinion."[/color] He announced.

He was pretty sure he did that right. Was he supposed to raise his left knee or his right? Kael kept his dagger close to hand and left one eye on his prisoner. Answering his master was the highest priority, but if the cultist tried anything, he was prepared to finish him for good.

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Delilah asked the peerage a question, though Sato hardly registered it. He had more pressing concerns to worry about. Sato looked down at the carnage wrought by the battle. Chairs and tables everywhere, with half-finished meals and lukewarm coffee waiting for people who would never come back to finish them. The demon dog has left some ashes behind too, so he'd have to sweep the floor. But that wasn't the worst offender. James and Kael had gone postal on their marks, perhaps excessively so. Sato grew more and more uneasy as the cultists' blood spread onto the floor. It would be annoying to wash the mop afterwards. At the very least Suzue had been kind enough to simply wrap up her target in her webs, which were much easy to take care of.

Sato sighed and picked up a misplcaed chair, to put it back in its place.
[color=gray]"I don't know why you're asking me,"[/color] He said to Delilah. [color=gray]"But I'd prefer not to have them killed. It'll be hard to clean the floor if there's more blood."[/color]