[ it echoes into his ears, an unknown voice that states their purpose. shadow stops in place, a growl leaving from between his teeth. they have maria? it may not be true, but something about the way they say it so matter-of-factly irritates him, and with how everything has been going so far. ]

You better hope you don't have a damn thing, because if you have her, if you even touched her. I'll fucking break you in half.

[ they come out as threats, promises even.

he should have stayed by her, he shouldn't have allowed her to escape his sight. a sort of rage flickers inside of him, building and building. ]

I'll show you Hell before I send you there for your transg—