05-27-2008, 02:15 AM
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Oh, a rebel. How amusing. So Fatin Kali had proven herself to his mother, and this was enough for Samael. Blind faith, perhaps, but he chose to trust Kaena's judgment out of his own freewill. Whether or not she had abandon him, he still loved her with all of his very being. And probably always would. "No," he concurred, but his reasoning was other than simple rebellion against Inferni's rules. "Wolves serve the occasional purpose," he replied, sadistic expression growing within the crimson confines of his eyes. "Puppets and tools to the Prince of Fear, swaying the ever insistent plague of boredom."