Page 155 of The Darkness is Calling

Then he punches him, making his lip bleed once more.

Artem

Let’s tear out his throat

!

So much blood will flow

!

We’ll

take

out his eyes because he

dared to look at her

!

We’ll

rip off

the skin from the

fingers that touched our queen

!

Blood

!

We want their blood

!

I’m not impulsive by nature, and I rarely react to what I see. But that theory has suffered significant errors since I met Ekaterina. Especially in her presence.

So, in this moment, only God and the Devil know how hard it is for me not to destroy everything around me just to stop the tears of the woman who has become everything to me.

She is my soul. The reason I breathe and live. I hate seeing her cry.

She is ours! Only we are allowed

to make tears fall from her eyes

because of too much pleasure, not pain.

They have to die

!

Blood, Voron

!