Oki was there as well, taking time from her rigorous training schedule and the missions that had her working with magic, technology and surveillance, among other things.

She was watching from more or less the periphery of the room. She was understandably curious and attentive throughout, listening closely - this time taking no physical notes, but certainly mental ones.

At the end, the dark reached out beyond the mere physical presence of the man in the middle of the room and Oki was suddenly very alert indeed and on her feet. She took a couple of steps closer and paused, the slightest of smiles on her long muzzle.

"I greet you Avatar of Hades, if I may use the term, or Matt-san if I may be so bold and informal. I have known that touch almost every day of my work since my sixteenth year to this very day. I know so little of the ways of this world, but the imbalance you speak of is plain enough to see even to my eyes, and I am not a creature who uses Mahō for anything but practical means. Your aim and the aim of the Corsairs are aligned and closely indeed, I would say. I stand before you, a greyscale-compliant assassin, spy, sometime-engineer, and my question to you is a simple one. How may I or my skills be of assistance?"