She stands in front of her Master's private estate, scales gleaming in the light of the sunrise, standing completely still, battleaxe in hand, wings rigid, and tail stiff, reciting her personal mantra to herself, as her glowing eyes stared on mindlessly, showing how far, she had fallen. "Obedience is honor, obedience is duty, obedience is pride, thinking is sin, I shall not think, I must not question, I do not deserve to think, I only obey!!" She says to herself, not stopping even once, completely under her Master's control, and being fine with it.