Ankyra Sound manticore

his body stiffened with wrath and with ire -- his countenance fairly blazed with it! -- as his eyes fell on the tooth-marks that had been laved cruelly into her flesh. "that is the very visage of the woman who attacked us, who would have slain the young witches," he spat when she had finished, emboldened by the anger that had come to rest upon the sylph's lovely features. 

"captain ferahgo." the druid repeated the name, rolling it o'er his tongue; his eyes came to rest again upon caiaphas, and he found solace in her very nearness. "what shall we do?" he asked of her. war had come to them; if they did not strike, the very flanks might continue to be tormented and chivvyed. and emaleth! deirdre! must he send them away, and where?