The woman on the throne studied Fanelei for a long moment. Her swirling black eyes seemed to grow a little deeper as she looked over the A-tier who had just slaughtered five of the Nethum's carefully chosen representatives.
Then, she smiled.
"Not bad, Alex. Not bad at all."
Alex smiled back, though he didn't dare take too much credit for what had just happened.
If anything, he was starting to wonder whether bringing Fanelei along had been one of the smartest or one of the stupidest decisions he'd ever made. And, considering how many questionable things he'd done in his life, that was saying something.
Fanelei, meanwhile, stayed silent.
She could feel the woman's attention on her. It didn't carry any real hostility, but there was something about it that made her unwilling to relax.
