Moonspear The beaten

last from me!

 

Hydra listened, hoping he would heed her there at least. And she nodded as he expressed he would inform her of any updates. You have given me no reason to treat you otherwise, she informed him. At the very least, he did not leave without saying goodbye—more than she could say of subordinates that left without a word. In any event, she hoped that he never would. As he turned to go, Hydra watched him quit the scene. Once he was out of earshot, Hydra looked to those surrounding her. 

Let me hear what you are thinking, she hummed, curious. Osiris was young, as was Bronco, and they had much to learn by ways of alliances... and she would teach them. Her gaze panned to Desdemona, too, including her in this as well. Moments such as these were teachable ones... even for her.