Scorn gave a nod to Ihorangi. Despite the Essence she had consumed, she showed not a trace of an anima, or anything else supernatural, other than the sword that she still held at the ready, expectant of danger in this dangerous place.<br/><br/>Her gaze across the Cynis made it quite clear that she trusted them not a mote to keep their word.<br/><br/>"Many slaves were on this ship, though many have fled now. The faster you move, the more of their lives you might save."