"I am not the naïve boy I once was. You cannot spout lies to me here. My dear friend Tarquin ensures that. So, how about you do us all a favour and tell us what you were really doing inside Elowyn's body, before things get… unpleasant," Valerian growls with such ferocity that even the coldblooded Nora who stands under the long shadows of a pillar seems to shift with unease. Once again I catch sight of those talons clawing through the end of his fingers and the darkness winding like ribbons up his arms, engulfing his body with a formidable darkness that causes Lyla to stumble back from the shock.
At the sight of this, she no longer dwells to hesitate.
Attempting to soothe the redness of her throat, she takes a notable step back from the shadows that Valerian casts along the floor.
