The slave's words pleased Kali almost as much as her oral skill. She patted Warhorse on her head much as if she were an obedient pup who had just performed a trick for her master. "You understand then. If you had simply defeated the Sentinel she may have been able to accept it in recognition of your strength. However, her true defeat comes from having allowed herself to be used by common street vermin. Yes, that is what truly shames her. She has power, and thus this humiliation will not sit with her. She will question what she is and who she serves. It will creep into her very soul, and as it does she will leave herself vuln... Oh!"<br/><br/>Kali's speech was interrupted as Warhorse finally drew a cry out of the Battle Lord. For a moment, the slave may have been worried as the woman frowned at her. Seconds later, a soft chuckle told her she was not in any danger. "You are quite skilled. It has been some time before someone has been able to disrupt my concentration while pleasing me." When Kali's grin returned, she seemed to be even more pleased with her slave than before. "It would seem I was correct about you. Tell me, slave, what is your name?"