<Oh, but of course, your Majesty the Mighty Warrior Princess of Doom. But what about all the other people here around that can't do it well enough, like, duh, childrens and women? Or maybe with a mighty storm of blades you will strike down any invader, shining as a beacon of hope in the middle of the carnage?> - Ildym chuckles, then he turns to Araugh and nods to him: <Of course, Araug>