Starglow Basin the snake pit

entiendo. his voice is a sinister rasp. he shifts his weight upon twin paws, emerald eyes drifting across the empty spaces of verapaz. there’s a quiet bitterness in him too, seeing the hollow shell of a place full of possibility.

mouth curves into the faintest of smiles. there is a flicker of determination in his eyes. he can feel the old tension between them, an unspoken agreement to endure each other.

he dips his head in a curt nod, accepting soto’s parting words. vaya con dios, he echoes, turning away with swift strides.

he will waste no time.

exit castel!