The view count stuttered. Then froze.
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The Archon leaned past her, his helm inches from the drone’s lens. The last thing the stream captured was the glint of his smile—too wide, too sharp—and his whisper: The view count stuttered
Her patrons, a slavering chorus of hive-worlders and rogue traders with too much coin, thought they understood depravity. They had paid for a “Drukhari Xenos Witch gets… interrogated .” The lights were on
And on her personal data-slate, the stream was still running. The view count had ticked past a million.
He touched her cheek. His nail was a sliver of diamond-sharp crystal. It drew a single bead of blood.
In the dark of the webway, a Drukhari Archon smiled at his new pet performer. “Smile for the camera, little witch. The real show has just begun.”