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Victor diverted his gaze from his arm onto the tall woman approaching him, Viktoriya was close behind her but Victor didn't wish to look at her, he didn't want to unnecessarily aggravate the voices any more. The woman herself was, interesting. Her tall lanky posture made her seem almost inhuman, like small addition to the freak show. Yet her tone was soft and understanding. Another small sprout of anger rose in him. Not nearly as intense as the previous one, but he still felt a strong sense of disapproval upon hearing the pity in her voice. He didn't want to hear any pity.

She was ushering him to talk, She probably gained that notion from the sputtering he had done earlier "Monsters shouldn't speak, We know that, monsters who speak aren't monsters anymore, so we shouldn't." Their words had an annoyingly strong effect on Victor. He gave Aurel a long stare, His eyes glowing more intensely for the entire duration.

Until he finally turned his head towards Valoel. She fiddled forward a small apparatus. Taking a few moments clicking on it until it was suddenly apparent that she had no idea how it worked. Making the entire deadly atmosphere kinda redundant. She eventually got help from one of the nearby soldiers in which she then briefed them on their mission and continued proclaiming the apparant fact that they would go and "train"

Victor clenched his fist throwing his head back staring up at the roof. He needed to calm down, This day was still too much. Perhaps this cultist extermination would be a good way to take out his anger. But, perhaps his demons would only use that. He hanged his head back down, sighing deeply. Training?

He took a quick glance back down onto the sword which he was not allowed to draw. His hitmen would surely be back on him by now. They were somewhere, prepared to take him out if the situation called for it. The Angel herself had started jogging along the course, Victor spinned around on the spot, giving quick glances to all the different people in the room. Even a quick one towards Viktoriya, not triggering any specific response from the voices.

He walked towards the dummy directly next to Aurel, grabbing the head of it and with a suprising amount of tactical sense started to inspect it, if he was about to train then he might aswell do it in a way he knew how.