Ankyra Sound but now I fear I will never peer

illidan received a sharp glance for his demand, rebuke shimmering in the mismatched eyes. "of course i am angry," erzulie growled, though her ire died as soon as it had come. she looked toward the cliffs then, where her lover remained trapped, and felt the workings of a deep bitterness rush through her veins.
"but i am not stupid. what could we gain by going against dem again and again, hmm?" the harlot inquired, meeting the boy's stare unflinchingly. "not'ing, and they might very well kill her for it." a sigh swelled her sides; pain raced through erzulie's body at the movement. "use de anger as a tool; harness it until it can be used. you saw what happened to eurycrates when he let his own get away from him."