[center][h2]Scáthach[/h2][/center]
“The passage [i]is[/i] open, Assassin, Hanzo. It has been all this time. Like I said before, I’m just a guide, waiting for your decision. Not a gatekeeper, halting your progress,” Scáthach said as she looked towards the uncomfortable Assassin. “However, you should be aware that this is a one-way path only. Once any of you have crossed the gate, you’ll not be able to come back to this theater until the key has been secured and the sector has been freed of any threats as perceived by the Moon Cell.”

“That said,” she said in a serious, commanding tone while looking towards Phaea. Even if the Rider wasn’t looking right at Scáthach she would still be able to feel the pressure of being glared at by the red-haired Caster. “Do not shorten my name or refer to me in any inappropriate form ever again, Rider. This isn’t a liberty you have earned the right to. If my True Name is too hard for you to pronounce correctly, you can refer to myself as Caster, Guide, or any other appropriate title like Queen of the Land of Shadows. I expect you to remember that from this moment onward,” Scáthach finished, speaking in the same way a stern mentor would to a pupil that can’t remember their place.