"Terrified." [i]Freya recited, staring onwards onto nothing at all. Her hands would retreat to Traci's own, her fingers sliding into the assassin's own as Freya nodded silently.[/i] "...Gods. They took Khalosh, Traci. Now they're off.. torturing my brother to death, probably. All of the men and women underneath his command either escaped, or died, or.."