My gaze shifted back to the panel, this time landing on the loyalty rating.
A flat 2.
Sensible, really.
Our relationship couldn't possibly be worse.
There was no trust to speak of, only hostility, and after the way I had just beaten her into the dirt, I doubted she would ever look at me as anything other than an enemy bound by chains she couldn't break.
Still, the number concerned me.
Not because I expected better, but because it reminded me just how fragile this so-called bond really was.
Then my eyes moved further down to her skills.
The first time I had used [Analyze] on her, the information had been incomplete. I'd seen only fragments of what she could do—hints at her tricks, enough to know she was dangerous, but not the full scope. Now, though, the bond stripped away those barriers. Lengthy details of her skills lay exposed to me.
Then my attention shifted to something I had only ever heard about in passing.
The small line beside her status:
[Bond Info]
