The archduke stands over you with dark eyes, idly picking at the golden gauntlet that housed his Netherstone. And as he comes down from his throne, taking slow steps across his throne room, Enver arrives in front of you and bids the Steel Watch to push you down to your knees.

“What do you think you’re doing, acting so uncouth in my city?” he asked, his voice barely louder than a whisper. Enver didn’t need to be any louder.

“Did you really think my machines wouldn’t find you?”