Larkin unconsciously took a step back as he met Uriel's eye, it was radiating a thin line of blue eldrin fumes.
It took him a second to remind himself that he was dealing with a young boy, though his memory of how Uriel cut down the wolves and blew them to pieces served as a stark reminder of the power the boy held.
"A little over two weeks lad," answered Larkin, "Look lad, I know why you're angry, but things aren't as simple as you think," he said.
"You have a duty to your fellow rangers; their bodies aren't some decorations for the soldiers to use as a reminder of their power!" Uriel shouted, seeing more people that he had known becoming casualties in this war that wasn't even theirs, caused his anger to blow up.
