She scrambled away the very moment he freed her, and her order to John was simple in her anger: "Take him."
Take, not kill. She wanted him held while she finished deciding her next move. She would leave him alive; she had a use for him now. At the very least, he knew things they would need in order to find Cortana, if any of his story was true - and his betrayal, at least, was certainly true.
The rest couldn't be. Metalia existed, yes, but Metalia was simply the source and fount of their power. That Metalia needed energy was, of course, true; but to find it this way? (Yet, a cautious inner voice prompts her, a mage like Cortana, and a priestess, would certainly provide great quantities.)
She thought quickly.
"Undo what you've done," she decided. Her eyes flickered to John, who was the most interested in this, then back to Kanda. "Our first concern is this: Return the mage Cortana."
She has an idea about this already. "Go to them," she said. "Tell them you couldn't stay with us now that your intentions were revealed. However, you were able to find out our plans for freeing her." The rest was obvious: He would give them false information, driving them to exactly where she would be making her move. And at the proper time, he would help them, his traveling companions. (And at the proper time, a voice she shouldn't listen to reminded her, she would see for herself what the truth was about Metalia.)
Her orders to the knight were next. She did not bother keeping them secret; let Kanda know the consequences he faces. Perhaps fear would keep him loyal where so-called love did not. "From now on, if he makes one misstep," she told John as she deliberately shut her mind to any softness, "Kill him."
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Take, not kill. She wanted him held while she finished deciding her next move. She would leave him alive; she had a use for him now. At the very least, he knew things they would need in order to find Cortana, if any of his story was true - and his betrayal, at least, was certainly true.
The rest couldn't be. Metalia existed, yes, but Metalia was simply the source and fount of their power. That Metalia needed energy was, of course, true; but to find it this way? (Yet, a cautious inner voice prompts her, a mage like Cortana, and a priestess, would certainly provide great quantities.)
She thought quickly.
"Undo what you've done," she decided. Her eyes flickered to John, who was the most interested in this, then back to Kanda. "Our first concern is this: Return the mage Cortana."
She has an idea about this already. "Go to them," she said. "Tell them you couldn't stay with us now that your intentions were revealed. However, you were able to find out our plans for freeing her." The rest was obvious: He would give them false information, driving them to exactly where she would be making her move. And at the proper time, he would help them, his traveling companions. (And at the proper time, a voice she shouldn't listen to reminded her, she would see for herself what the truth was about Metalia.)
Her orders to the knight were next. She did not bother keeping them secret; let Kanda know the consequences he faces. Perhaps fear would keep him loyal where so-called love did not. "From now on, if he makes one misstep," she told John as she deliberately shut her mind to any softness, "Kill him."