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Light nodded as the Emperor spoke. Solid plans, all of them, all of them equally effective as well as dangerous. Her Golden Eyes were thoughtful, and calm. Nodding again, and smiled. "I will bring something of my own to aide in the Battle, something besides my Son or my Guardians of Light. I cannot disclose it here.... but I will bring it." she smiled and the projection of the Map faded from view, and stood again in the center of her Honor Guard, the chair vanishing. She was readying to leave.

"I have a feeling that your men will come to realize the futility in angering my son.... but do be warned he is not above killing insubordinate men; be sure to warn them." She said as a passing thought, the tear in Space opening behind her, allowing her to simply back into it, vanishing from the ship. Irral himself stayed until after the Honor Guard had left, his eyes leveling to meet the Emperor's. In that gaze was the unspoken truth behind what Light had just said: He had no problem killing any who would be insubordinate towards him in battle - even if that meant eradicating the entire Imperium himself.

With a slight bow, Irral turned, and vanished from the ship. Now all that was left, was the Assault itself.