Caitlin was gasping, laboring to breathe. The room whirled, turned black, little white spots shooting at her from all directions. Zendedari felt her losing consciousness, and the beast broke free, his mind a killing frenzy. He launched himself from the bed, a blurred streak of lethal fury, the need to defend her, to kill her attacker, paramount. The stranger was forced to leap aside, releasing Caitlin, who collapsed on the floor, unable to do anything but lie there, desperately trying to breathe.
"Zendedari." The man's voice was low and compelling. "I am your brother. Do you not know me?" He made several attempts to touch the shattered mind, found only a ferocious need to kill. He glanced helplessly at Barry, a question in his eyes.
Barry shook his head.
Can you control him? There is no path, no fragment I can seize.
