Grand Tactician Azir shook his head. He didn't look sure that Lumi knew the gravity of what he was accepting.
This was despite the fact that Azir was the one to propose the idea to begin with. Clearly, he never expected it to go so smoothly, if it happened at all. He had to question Lumi again, trying to gain information. "Even though I could install commands that would make you a puppet? I could force you to obey any order given by someone with proper authority?"
"Yes."
"Even though I could place restrictions that would cripple your magic if you so much as thought about betraying the Empire?"
"Yes."
"Even though I could make it so that speaking certain things would cause you agony beyond description?"
"If you think it necessary, yes."
Azir stopped pacing. "I need you to realize I'm not exaggerating. These are all within my capability."
"I know." Lumi met his gaze steadily. "I also know that you're testing me. To see if fear will make me recant. It won't."
