Starglow Basin vacia

if she were a man he’d pin her to the ground and press his claws into her wounds: he would exploit her vulnerability with such callousness it would speak to his character: here is a man that does not care if he hurts you. here is a man that thinks nothing of casual cruelty. 

but she’s a woman, and a pretty one at that. soto knows women cannot be subverted the way men can. they are used to being dehumanized; this language of cruelty does nothing to them that men have not already done. 

he leans close, taking in the fragrance of saya and her blood. she’s determined, he likes that — but the virtue of her determination is lost when he remembers he has cost her dearly. 

well, there are other women, and other men to replace if she fails. soto leans back, singular eye glowering. debes encontrarme una bruja.