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Draco listened to her recounting of the events having to do with the Dissidents calling themselves The Sabbat. His expression was stoic and. He held a hand up to stop her once she named the group, and uncrossed his legs, setting both feet on the floor of the limo, the vehicle shaking under his weight.

"If you are asking me to enter Wing City, that is not possible. I have attacked the city too many times, they will recognize me, and a great battle will once more ensue." he said plainly. He shifted in his seat. "The Legion has but four members capable of coherent Thought, and they, too, are not smart enough to do the job you're requesting. They would just as quickly send their battalions to invade the entire city rather than kill this dissidents you're having an issue with." he asked.

He then leaned back, his eyes narrowing softly as he delved himself in thought. "However..... I can give you a small detachment of Commandos to be at your summons." he offered. "But you will be required to be where you need them to be summoned, or they will be useless."

Draco's eyes relaxed and he leaned back in his chair again as he waited for the Vampire's reaction, and whether or not she'd want to go through with this compromise.