Kali's grin widened as she studied every muscle, curve, and feature of Warhorse's nude form. "Tell me, steed, what does it feel like to kneel before your better, naked and defenseless? What is it like to be strong and powerful in your own right, yet know that you are nothing before another?" It seemed as if Kali meant for the question to be rhetorical as she did not wait for answers before continuing. "I do not need to see your deeds to tell you have strength. The trained eye can see beyond such scientific measurements as 'muscle mass' and such and truly see the strength of another being. The universe is governed by power. The strong conquer the weak. It is that simple. You are our slave because you are weaker than us. That much is certain. However, you do not enjoy your current situation with us."<br/><br/>Her tone became more sinister, though who that was directed towards was hard to say. "Even slaves understand their own strength. And you understand that you are stronger than your position. You do not like being reduced too much. Ah, yes, that is it. I can tell by the look you give me. You understand your position below us, but you do not wish to be an animal."<br/><br/>Eyes turning to Omaru, the Battle Lord chuckled. "Omaru, you have exceptional taste in your servants. But your failure, as I have noted in the past, is realizing how to best utilize your resources. You are correct to note that our hated enemy was unable to defeat this one because of her brute strength. What you fail to understand, however, is that brute strength is a valuable resource. Strategy and tactics are useful devices to help those in an inferior position, yet they are powerless to overcome strength past some point." Her gaze returned to Warhorse once more. "But it is unimportant, for if this is a result of your actions or mere chance, fate has favored us this day."<br/><br/>The diatribe was coming to an end, and one had the sense that Kali had already made a decision about something in her mind that she was not willing to share quite yet. Or at least to most, as Omaru knew of Kali's fancies and her philosophy on strength and thus the tactics she had been known to employ, and thus had a sinking sensation as to what the end result of this would be if she truly fancied his servant. "Steed, come forward and service your better. I can see your eyes have given my power more than one chance look thus far. Recognize my position above you with your service and I may be willing to assist your current status."