Ain't No Rest For the Wicked
04-07-2018, 03:12 PM
She knew of them, then. What they'd done and presumably, as the information went hand in hand, how it had been done. Good. The seeds of fear had already been planted. He simply needed to water them with this visit. He noted the way she stood. How she straightened to match him. The height difference between them was comical, but in spirit they were in mirror images of authority. So she had a spine, eh? Interesting. Perhaps her strength came from the pack. That day in the woods she'd been alone and vulnerable. Here, on her turf, all she had to do was call and backup would come running. If that was it, it was only a false sense of security. In the end her people could not save her. They might be able to drive him off for the day, but he'd be back. Malleus studied her for a moment longer before replying. "Because God commands it. He's given us, His descendants, dominion over these lands." He saw no reason to lie. The truth was a noble one. They were doing as their god commanded. |