They're coming for me. [1/2]

"This is like the biggest scoop ever..." A certain news reporter commented. 

"Connie, I'm one of Vela's wolves, if you leak any of this, Patron won't have anything left to shoot by the time I'm done with you." 

"Uwa, chill, girl! Aren't you supposed to be a saint? Why are Hellsend's saints so violent?" 

"Forget about spreading the word, too. Lady Minerva already has part of the wizards dedicated to keeping Hellsend's secrets," Cynthia added. 

Lucrecia teased, smiling mischievously, "That's assuming the Sirens don't terminate her before the wizards can even find her." 

Ignoring the peanut gallery, I began to itemize what I had just learned. 

1. Before I got here, the Battlefront suppressed Formless Reapers and made sure no one broke the armistice. 

2. When I joined the Death Seekers, like everyone else, I was monitored because of my Formless nature. Aira was used to see if I had any potential as a Reaper. If I did, I would be executed.