Ravensblood Forest she loves me and all you got was a bullet

last from me!

The commanding tone from Arturo made him lower himself instinctively, and he nodded. When Arturo spoke about cleaning the mess Dakarai once again felt a sharp stab of crippling guilt. Nobody but him should have to clean up this whole clusterfuck, Olive had only known about Blackfeather woods because of him, and for that this whole mess had started. "Yes sir. Understood" was his response, equally as grave as Ceannasach's.