Light cannot be chained.

The master who fears the choices his people will make enough to take those choices away isn't worth serving.

Will covers a multitude of flaws, just as love covers a multitude of sins.

The truth was, Azoth hated Azoth. Azoth was a coward, passive, weak, afraid, disloyal. Azoth had hesitated. Master Blint didn’t know it, but the poisons on the needle had killed Azoth. He was Kylar now, and Kylar would be everything Azoth hadn’t dared to be.

Light cannot be chained.

Life is nothing in itself. It’s a place marker that proves who’s winning, and we are the winners. We are always the winners. There is nothing but the winning. Even winning means nothing. We win because it’s an insult to lose. The ends don’t justify the means. The means don’t justify the ends. There is no one to justify to. There is no justice.” ~ Durzo Blint

Her nudity is her armor. It blinded the drooling fools. They couldn't see anything else while they saw her body.