She nodded brusquely. Fast and strong. Magic. Dangerous. She could deal with that. To protect their friends, she would fight anything, giving her life if she must. It was her purpose.
Well. Leading her people was her first purpose, but they were not here. As a Skifandrian warrior, she must protect those who could not protect themselves.
She would not leave her people undefended. Zeetha would be a fine Queen.
"Good boy," she said, patting Klaus on the head. "Go play with your toys and keep out of the way."