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So she complied. Good enough.
A woman of many arts, too. She smirked. 
"Interesting. I'm glad you like to know the best ways to get answers with all the fun of doing it." Of course, the Mistress of War was no stranger to the techniques and thrived greatly in the arts of medicines and torture. Useful in every way.

"We should spar sometime," though not today. She was too tired. Abaddon was a tiring person with all the tricks and mind games.
Besides, she wanted to go hunting.