Noctisardor Bypass I can only point at it and say.

Every movement cut Etienne to his quick. And when Anselm reeled back he felt himself flinch. Ears pressed to his skull he took a step back. His own shudder.

Though the next words froze him like ice. And suddenly a roaring anger blazed upwards in his chest. A dark look lit his golden gaze. A glimmer of a shadow of a man fighting darkness. And for the first time in his life. Etienne truly wanted to hurt something.

He remembered well the poison his mother had coated her body in. The poison that his grandmother had eaten that made her bones burn and itch. And he felt the ocean clamoring at his heart. Pressing around him. Swelling. Calling him home. It would take nothing to put a small little seed in a cache. Or rub a skin with the potent death dust.

He took a breath and another. Clenching his teeth so hard they hurt. He wanted to tell Anselm he could poison them all. Make their lives end. He wanted to offer to do it. But instead he took a gulping breath.

I will go, but if 'e comes after us. You must promise me you will run.