Rage unfamiliar to him coursed through his veins. The world itself became tinged in red and black. Someone dared to take Kalliope from him. Someone dared to threaten someone important to him, and they would pay with their lives.
Desmond made more sense than he would have liked, though. If he got what he wanted, then Varris would be burning. He had the spells to do it. However, Kalliope could be anywhere in the city. It had not been long since…
"What is our next move?" Desmond's blue eyes were locked onto his. They held a strange determination.
It was not out of the question that he was still in this for himself. Hell, it was basically certain. However, Desmond never hid his intentions. He was upfront that he was doing this for Lucius's help, and Lucius could trust that.
