Seyisu found the Blade sudden shift in visage most unfrightening - it stood not even infintismally mighty next to the direct presence of his master. To one who stood at the side of Mindblaze, to the Left Hand, displays of power were a waste if they held nothing but a display.
"Of course my motives contain the grain of taint, you fool. I am the Independant Hand, linked but not bound - I serve the Dominion by virtue of my own conviction, not the converted slave-drudgery of you and the Aspects."
The fanged, needle-point grin gleamed on his face as he stepped forward, seeming to crowd the Blade despite being decidedly less impressive in bearing. One hand rose, pointing furiously, its shape twisting uncertainly as anger rolled all throughout...
"Know my place? The place of the Hand is to hold a Blade as a tool, you idiot. If I were to act within my station, I would seek your end this moment. No, my place is not as a part of the heirarchy, the pecking order - I am the part removed so as the whole might survive."
His eyes flickered away from the Blade as he spat his words, a hasty reply to thye Queen's question.
"That, Queen is the matter escaping you. The vulnerability of the Dominion's collective being is guarded by my existance as a link apart."
((Wow. This whole situation plays ENTIRELY too much into Seyisu's personality and a little chat tac and I had the other day.))