Ankyra Sound And raised up to be the rebel, I was made with a little bit of fire, you see.

With Raleska dealt with, the man was left to wait at the cave's mouth for signs of the rest of the horde. He wondered who would be next; his mind drifted to the pale man (Vaati) who he had tried to challenge before and, surprisingly, was amused by the thought that he'd won a step higher without as much effort. He could not be as proud of his win as he'd like. Perhaps if Caiaphas had been in her prime things would have gone differently - but he was the king now so speculation did not matter much.

The wolf that did creep across the sand was one of the women. He noticed the scent of her first and was briefly elated by the thought of seeing Erzulie — thus he turned with a smile and a swagger, but the look hardened somewhat when he recognized that it was not her. The dark-coated Rosalyn, her features unreadable to him. Firefly wondered what she was thinking and hoped she would not do anything to contest what he'd done — for the sake of those precious children inside of her. How would Erzulie react if something terrible happened, and who would be blamed?