Moonspear When darkness speaks, it changes everything.

The young. Vulnerable children. His own lip curled with the hate that flared to life within him at such a suggestion. Cowards, the sterling warrior thought fiercely. Cowards to target the babes if the world, the very epitome of innocence.

How dare they.

How fucking dare they.

Dacio shook his proud head. "I hope so," he said, "it started and ended so quickly." He rolled a shoulder, having forgotten the gnarly wounds of his elbow - and gritted his fangs in attempt to hide the grimace as he shifted to settle once more. "But I never miss, and I did taste her blood on my teeth."