Enslaved soldiers, basically souls collected to serve as soldiers under my command. The fact that these were, in fact, actual people, and some of them were people I knew, always made me uncomfortable whenever I used this Trait.
Svetlana, Hitomi, and Marcel knelt before me. It wasn't as if they'd been stripped of all free will and turned into emotionless soldiers. They were still the people they once were. The only difference was that their brains had been made to register me as their Master, and they couldn't go against my orders, no matter what they were.
