“She killed a man from the Vatican, a woman from One Thousand Erhus, and what I assumed was a coterie of allied duelists.” Recadat shakes her head. “They grouped up to challenge Balaskas. I told them it was a terrible idea. One thing I’ll say for Ensine Balaskas is that she’s predictable—if she wants someone dead, she sends a calling card to invite them to a match. You could have a field day building her criminal profile.” The kind of killer who fancies herself an artist: the disembowelment and mutilation must have been a part of that conceit.
