[center][h1][color=cyan]Cynthia Schovajsa[/color][/h1][/center]

	Dominus glanced over in the direction of the new arrivals. "Ah, Havokor. It is good to work alongside you again," he said with just a hint of insincerity. The god of conflict and struggle intrigued him somewhat, but his personality sure was something. It would be just a slight exaggeration to say that the two were friendly rivals or brothers in arms, but they at least had a few things in common. Havokor was not [i]soft[/i] like the rest of this rabble. "I like the look of this one," he remarked, looking at Shin'Za. "Well done." Cynthia, for her part, bowed in greeting, this time with one arm in front of her and one behind, conveniently placed to be suddenly grabbed by someone.

	Cynthia's eyes widened slightly as she glanced down at the girl who'd tripped into her and grabbed her arm for support. Her expression became less stoic by pure instinct upon seeing the short young lady with gentle features, as if she'd reminded her of someone. She seemed like a child in the eyes of the giant reptilian woman, especially when standing right next to her—and Sybil probably felt the same looking up at her, judging by her shy reaction as she scurried away and anxiously blurted out her introductions.

	"Hm?! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Dominus laughed madly at the girl who had tripped into Cynthia, and seemingly nearly forgotten to give her own name. "Cetia, you can't be serious! This little [i]lost lamb[/i] is your champion?!" he scoffed. "—and you too, Amaterasu. Sincerely, a child?! At least she appears confident," he observed, shooting another condescending glance at Sybil.

	But Cynthia took one step in Sybil's direction and laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. [color=cyan]"Well met, little one,"[/color] she managed to say coherently, looking away from her to hide her fangs and glare daggers at Dominus. Cynthia knew how it felt to be openly mocked in the presence of the powerful, and to desire dearly to be literally anywhere else but where she was, even if that "anywhere" was a battlefield covered in damnable snow and ice. Already, she was putting everyone present on notice that she and her god did not see eye to eye.

	Dominus offered only a nod in greeting to Zero. He didn't seem too upset that Genesis could not be present. More importantly, Cynthia was glaring at him. "Hmph. Cynthia. I don't remember giving my permission to let a [i]child[/i] herald my arrival. Who invited the lamia girl?" he demanded. Cynthia shrugged, as if to say that [i]details[/i] like that didn't matter to her. Ignoring him, she turned to Zero and gave him a bow of greeting. [color=cyan]"I, too, do not require... delicate treatment,"[/color] she said, slowly and carefully choosing words that were easier for her to say. [color=cyan]"Call me by my name only,"[/color] she said to no one in particular.

	Dominus, however, was in a mood to get back at Cynthia for her insolence, and so he did not let her get away with being anonymous. "Meet my esteemed champion, Cynthia Schovajsa—princess of the reptilians, and a proud and accomplished soldier who holds the title of War Queen among her people," he boasted, as if all of her accolades were also his own. Cynthia exhaled with an exasperated huff, resisting the temptation to reiterate that she required no title of address.

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