Stacia didn't have to ask who Jiyu was, or why he was here. Just standing before him made it impossible not to recognize him for what he was: A soul artist, one far beyond her. Dantes had been a minnow, but defeating him had drawn the attention of a shark.

The smart thing to do here - the thing that would keep her alive - would be to kneel. Show absolute deference, and hope that her life would be spared. She knew this perfectly well. And yet... if she kneeled here, then she'd be admitting that she could only go so far. That her existence was negotiable in the face of overwhelming force.

Stacia did not kneel. She bowed, but as one soul artist would to another.

"M... My name is Stacia. I am a second-generation android soul artist. I humbly request Soul Sanctum's recognition."