Hearing Cassandra introduce herself as the Vice Commander, and boldly declare the fate of all who dared oppose the Wargrave, made Asher smile with quiet amusement.
His eyes drifted to the pair of Chakrams hanging at either side of her waist, their metallic glint catching the ambient light. With a light chuckle, he commented, "Nice weapons."
Cassandra gave a brief nod of acknowledgment as she replied, "Thank you, Tenth Sun."
'She's stronger than Big Sister Wuthenya,' Asher thought inwardly. After all, there was simply no plausible way someone who wasn't among the elite, at the very pinnacle of power within Crymora, could hold the title of Vice Commander.
It was a position that demanded not only overwhelming strength but also undeniable prestige. 'Ella would no doubt be ecstatic at the idea of becoming her disciple,' he added in thought, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
