Shiori's fingers held Black Fang's chin tilted upward, her thumb pressing into bruised skin she'd long since mapped.
The Fujimori's senior information specialist had a small, satisfied smile that hadn't left her face since she entered the cell.
No, it was present even before that, ever since the elders gave her the assignment of forcing Black Fang to submit.
"The almighty Black Fang..." She tilted her head, savoring it. "But I'll just call you Hanako, okay? Your father was a good friend of mine, I like his naming sense."
Her eyes studied Black Fang for a reaction, but she gained nothing. They narrowed for a moment before she continued, "Chained to a wall while the continent's most important battle takes place without you. Your disciples, your allies, all getting butchered alive as we speak."
