"I am eighty-seven and a half, and Sanguini is my Master in all things. He spared me a fate worse than death during the Silesian Uprising, and gave me the strength to fight the German Reich." She turned her head and spat onto the ground. It was unnerving to see such and old action coming from one who would look more contemporary with pigtails and chatting about schoolwork than cursing the pre-Nazi regime.