08-06-2016, 09:08 PM
He reached past the package and took the pendant, felt the etching with his fingertips. He felt dirty and wanted to throw it away from him. He seethed. Di Inferni. So they still existed. He had suspected. It had been the only way to explain certain...things. Perhaps even the reports about the tunnels. He could almost feel them moving in the shadows. He kept his lip from curling. Pope Gregory XV and the broom of his Omnipotentis Dei should have swept them all into the fire.
Why had they tried to kill Apollyon? Or had they wanted to recruit him to their cause? Bodies in the ground would indicate his answer.
In any case, the time of reckoning was coming, including for the girl. He leaned forward, seizing her eyes in his. "Once.upon.A.Time? Is this a story you sing, little song bird? I would think you would know that being flippant with me can be hazardous to your health." His eye lifted to Martin. He knew the man longed to strike from where he was. Reckoning would be soon.
Eyes back to her. "You will tell us your way in in a moment. However...you will first tell me how you killed an Ijiraq, as you claim. Sing me that song, little bird."
Edited by Regus, Aug 7 2016, 01:10 AM.
Why had they tried to kill Apollyon? Or had they wanted to recruit him to their cause? Bodies in the ground would indicate his answer.
In any case, the time of reckoning was coming, including for the girl. He leaned forward, seizing her eyes in his. "Once.upon.A.Time? Is this a story you sing, little song bird? I would think you would know that being flippant with me can be hazardous to your health." His eye lifted to Martin. He knew the man longed to strike from where he was. Reckoning would be soon.
Eyes back to her. "You will tell us your way in in a moment. However...you will first tell me how you killed an Ijiraq, as you claim. Sing me that song, little bird."
Edited by Regus, Aug 7 2016, 01:10 AM.