Kadaj was the type to talk. He was also the type to lack sufficient patience and the type to get easily frustrated. He wasn’t about to waste Mother’s precious gospel on some stranger girl no matter how tolerant he had become of her. Truly, the remnant thought she deserved nothing better than to be skewered and left for dead. She had served her purpose as entertainment.

As he continued to walk away he waved a dismissive hand. Kadaj didn’t need her luck, her help, or any other services she may offer. He could find Mother all by himself and he would make her proud!