Klaus sat back on his throne of bones and crystals. His silver eyes studied Lyssandra, who still knelt before him with her head lowered. Her body trembled a little, but she stood firm as she waited for his next words.
"You now carry the name I gave you," Klaus said slowly, his voice calm and steady.
"Lyssandra. With this name, your old life is gone. You are free, but your freedom also carries responsibility."
Lyssandra nodded quickly. "Yes, my lord."
"I will tell you my vision," Klaus continued. His gaze turned cold, and the hall seemed to grow heavier.
"I am building a force that will not be like armies of men. I do not need banners, or drums, or endless numbers of soldiers who die without meaning. I want a force that is invisible but unstoppable. That force will be called the Zero Division."
Lyssandra raised her head slightly, curiosity flashing in her golden eyes.
"Zero means nothing," Klaus explained.
"It means that to the outside world, you do not exist.
