V: What is this?
V: Io what have you done!
B: Yes…What is this Versalus?
B: What have you done Versalus?
V: Excuse me, I must go take a communication
V: I have just been informed that Dayalu is dead
V: He has been murdered by traitors and Quantar zealots
V: Who felt he was better dead than cooperating with us
B: YOU MURDERED HIM?
V: No, Io, You murdered him
V: You TIMED this for his death! YOU KNEW IT WAS COMING!
B: You putrid festering RAT!
B: He was under YOUR care.
V: Which is why you chose to kill him, apparently.
B: How in your twisted mind do you possibly think I could have done that when you said he was planet side?
B: Did I somehow launch a Glaive and hit his jail cell?
B: Your twisting of words will not save you now murderer
B: You and your blind followers will share the same fate
B: You think you can hide this from Quantar? TRI? The Galaxy?
B: Release his body so he may at least have honor in death
B: So he may return to Amananth and be put to rest
B: We shall save your fate for another day Versalus
B: But the least Octavia can do is to return his remains home.
V: I agree, a very unfortunate accident
B: Accident indeed, perhaps the truth will be known soon
V: It is not up to me what happens to his body
B: You cannot simply believe that you still retain ownership of his body!
B: Would you agree to Quantar and Solrain doctors examining the body before it is returned to its home?
B: Or is there something you wish to hide form us all?
V: Io, perhaps we could have neutral doctors examine it…
V: Hyperial, perhaps?
V: Yes, yes, Hyperial doctors
B: You knowingly insult me with that suggestion
B: They will not place a hand upon him unless they are joined by Quantar and Solrain doctors as well
V: Imperial authority will determine what happens next
V: Our priority is finding and dealing with the Quantar sympathizers behind this crime
V: Pray they dont implicate you, Io.
V: Discord, this Io wants us to kill him. don’t give him the honor of a warrior’s death
B: You are now ordering my death versalus?
B: You are the lowest of the low.
V: No I said you didn’t deserve to be killed, Io.
B: I say this now as my faith burns within my veins
B: I CURSE THE HOUSE OF VERSALUS AND ALL WHOM SERVE IT
B: MAY YOUR SEED ROT
B: AND MAY OCTAVIA BE GROUND INTO DUST FOR ETERNITY
V: Discord, have your way with him! Seize him!
B: Your a fool Versalus
V: Discord, take Io to a comfortable cell
V: See to it that he is guarded
B: Let them be my brothers, they cannot harm me.
B: I am the lion.