He turns on her, all anger, all fire. She might be a serpent in human skin, but he wore serpents on his breast when he fought, and he won't fear them.
"I do not run." The night is indeed cool, almost cold, but he doesn't feel it. "There are times when audience is less than desirable." This is his own arena, and he wants no witnesses.
Not for the first time, he feels a shameful flush of gratitude that Sura is not here to see him now.
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Date: 2013-11-17 02:13 am (UTC)"I do not run." The night is indeed cool, almost cold, but he doesn't feel it. "There are times when audience is less than desirable." This is his own arena, and he wants no witnesses.
Not for the first time, he feels a shameful flush of gratitude that Sura is not here to see him now.