Entering the Hanger and my eyes shown. They had captured Selendis... a toy and a very valuable one.

(POV 3rd)

The Assassins felt more then saw the change within Mistress Jean, but to the Den Leader saw how they eyes hyperfocused onto the captive and he saw an animal looking at a new toy and a toy they would take care for. Then he saw who the captive was... Arch-Templar Selendis, at that the Assassins stopped as if frozen in time.

'What special forces did she use to capture her?' The Den Leader thought, but as his eyes looked over to thwse holding her down and was shocked as those women were not dressed any different from the throng, but two of the three had a different weapons and the shoulders had a image of a Great Eagle as if it was swooping down with both wings out wide and over it's head.

"Lucky." He stated.

"Yes, very much. But luck doesn't exist, just perfect timing and people not willing to die." Jean answered and asked next, "So you three ran from battle?" Her voice was cold, but had an edge that didn't belong akin to... enjoyment or mischievous.

With surprise to all as they expected praise but no. The Assassins thought that Jean was accusing them of cowardice, and they faces of the three nameless Empire Troops thought they were going to die for not dying against the foe? Not what was it!? 

"Hahaha!" Jean laughed and wiped a fake tear from her eye, "I'm sorry. I wanted to see your faces. No you have given me a great service to the Empire and my Dungeon." She said and tap Selendis's head, with a moment of light she was gone. Just her, not her armor and gear, with said equipment clunking to the Hanger deck.

Turning on a dime the Assassins saw a far different light, "Now leave. I have some stuff to check." If what they saw was a cold killer before now they wondered if Mistress Jean became a child.

Without anything more the Assassins activated they cloaked and left. Once the last presence left Jean's senses and soon felt the group left her Empire's territory. Looking towards the three she smiled and gave her order, "You three are reassigned to Section One, until further notice."

The three stood ramrod straight and spoke in unison, "Yes Empress!" Doing a one-eighty and left the Hanger heading towards their new unit. With a snap of her fingers Selendis's equipment disappeared and reappeared into her room.

With another snap Jean reappeared in the Holding cell. Chuckling to herself she couldn't help but describe the room, "Each white tile is made of dragon bone, which is the hardest object from a living organism, but couldn't be broken or even fractured, the only way to get dragon bone normally was to blunt force trauma... then again when have you heard of a dragon dying from internal bleeding. Each speaker can be as loud as if you were near a jet turbine... and the room echoes."

Closing her eyes and casted a ranged Healing Spell and healed Selendis.

(Selendis POV)

"Wha... wh-!"

"Morning." The speakers boomed out and Selendis grabbed her ears in pain. "Hello Selendis, welcome to your home for the next while."

"Who are y-!"

"Did you forget?" Selendis through the pain looked around but only saw a bone white room with several lights burning bright. Not even a door way. "I'm the Mistress that was killed twice."

"No - how?"

"Simple you were abandoned, your camp was broken and forced to run, leaving you and maybe a dozen fellows like yourself..." Jean told her. But she refused to believe that they had been defeated that easy, were they?

"Don't you remember?" Jean asked, then it hit Selendis like a truck as she remembered the burial ceremony and the undead, then the transports being attacked... then Polos dropping her.

"No..."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, have fun." Jean spoke then a song boomed through.

"Oh my god this is Surfin bird' by The Trashmen this is my favorite song of all time." The voice wasn't even translated but it was just as loud and insufferable.